Idioma Origen:
No more can I take this false pretense
Searching for the answers
But then it wasn't supposed to be
We are torching bridges of the return
You will regret for the rest of yours
I will see this fucking through
You have ruined everything I have ever lived for
These lights that guide us are truly damning
With greed and hatred
My innocence is gone
Sinking into the sheets
This is what I need or so I thought
Adrenaline is rushing so fast through my veins
I am lifting off the ground
My vision blurs my mind goes blank
This night is filled with promise
The smell of pleasure fills the air
This is a fucking disaster
So much crawling your motionless
The way I am blessed by cursed
I see nothing but a coward that has no tyrants
You live in your own world of make believe
Idioma Destino:
No more can I take this false pretense
Searching for the answers
But then it wasn't supposed to be
We are torching bridges of the return
You will regret for the rest of yours
I will see this fucking through
You have ruined everything I have ever lived for
These lights that guide us are truly damning
With greed and hatred
My innocence is gone
Sinking into the sheets
This is what I need or so I thought
Adrenaline is rushing so fast through my veins
I am lifting off the ground
My vision blurs my mind goes blank
This night is filled with promise
The smell of pleasure fills the air
This is a fucking disaster
So much crawling your motionless
The way I am blessed by cursed
I see nothing but a coward that has no tyrants
You live in your own world of make believe