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Threw your body head first
Don't think about what stops when you think
You can't feel a thing i sometimes want to spare
You from the pain of knowing what you've done a fucked up Thread that holds us no one can touch
It's guarded unsuspecting friends have
Made lost compromises
We cannot speak
We can't be held to take a stand less rated
Why don't you go chance time to get out make a run for
the road we'll have a traveling show
There's only one way out
There's a blank space in your view
Why does it seems so sad to escape
When no one is chasing you i wrote it down
I gave it away
I suggest that you do the same stranded
But extremely over used claiming territory what a joke
I sometimes want to spare you from the pain of knowing
What you've done won't let you fall away
Hilo
Lanzaste tu cuerpo de cabeza
No pienses en lo que se detiene cuando piensas
No puedes sentir nada, a veces quiero ahorrarte
Del dolor de saber lo que has hecho, un maldito hilo que nos une, nadie puede tocar
Está protegido, amigos desprevenidos han
Hecho compromisos perdidos
No podemos hablar
No podemos ser obligados a tomar una postura menos valorada
¿Por qué no te vas, es hora de salir, corre hacia
el camino, tendremos un espectáculo ambulante
Solo hay una salida
Hay un espacio en blanco en tu vista
¿Por qué parece tan triste escapar
Cuando nadie te persigue? Lo escribí
Lo di a conocer
Te sugiero que hagas lo mismo, varado
Pero extremadamente usado, reclamando territorio, qué broma
A veces quiero ahorrarte del dolor de saber
Lo que has hecho, no te dejaré alejarte