Y sigo pensando, maqinando, extrañando no sé que ....

Extrañar qué ? No sé, no sé realmente si extraño... Qué extraño ?

Los recuerdos me carcomen, los aromas me matan... Y quiero que te vayas, desaparece, pero desaparece de una vez... Sentir ? Sentir qué ? Amor ? No, yo se que no.

El amor desapareció, pero esas mínimas cosas, esas cosas... que realmente quisiera no pensar tanto.

Fix you

when you try your best but you don't succeed
when you get what you want but not what you need
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
stuck in reverse

and the tears come streaming down your face
when you lose something you can't replace
when you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?

lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
and I will try to fix you

high up above or down below
when you're too in love to let it go
but if you'll never try, you'll never know
just what you're worth

lights will guide you home
and ignite your bones
and I will try to fix you