So high
And a come down (with a cough drop?)
And do you know why we were spinning?
I scream
And my nose bleeds
Pasaron cosas, muchas cosas, que se cargaron conceptos de esos que tenia yo antes de venir aquí. De esos sobre los que pensaba yo en el coche cuando iba al colegio.
Party crashin'
In the evening
Y quizá tienen razón y nos hemos vuelto todos un poco locos. De tanto repetir las frases.
To die on your way to the soiree
It's the only way I'll get around!
The lightning bolt of pain, it stays. I feel it all the time
No, no pensamos mucho en lo que hacemos, yo que se.
And heaven was a work in vain
Before you were born... Did it hurt?
Feeling so broken sam.
When I'm drinking...
Leaking problems
I think
That the music's to fast
'Cause my severed legs Passed out on the living room couch
¿Te acuerdas de bajar las cuestas? Por supuesto, era mucho mejor que subir la Gran Vía.
Cuando llegabas al Corte Inglés sabías que estabas a medio camino.
So no that you're dead, and it's not what you expected... it's a drag.
To live again with your friends and living skin, well it's a lonely dream I'll never have
Mola.
The lightning bolt of pain, it stays. I feel it all the time
And heaven was a work in vain
Before you were born... Did it hurt?
Un ratito, de aquí a 10 años.
Stay in the moment you're in.
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