The Horror Of Riovanes
You spoke with a nervous tick that betrayed control
I know! I counted the times you touched your fingers to your throat
(Seventeen)
That night, at sara holden's going away party, you were as pale as a ghost (ivory white)
I think it weighed on you that you weren't leaving
Or maybe, how you were so afraid that you would never go
So you will carry all this weight home
(When all of your fears came true)
El Horror de Riovanes
Hablaba con un tic nervioso que delataba control
¡Lo sé! Conté las veces que tocaste tus dedos en tu garganta
(Diecisiete)
Esa noche, en la fiesta de despedida de Sara Holden, estabas pálido como un fantasma (blanco marfil)
Creo que te pesaba el no irte
O tal vez, cómo temías tanto que nunca te fueras
Así que llevarás todo este peso a casa
(Cuando todos tus miedos se hicieron realidad)