everybodylies

lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.
lejos.


way away, away from here i'll be
way away, away so you can see
how it feels to be alone and not believe
feels to be alone and not believe
anything.



this desperation leaves me overjoyed


letting out the noise inside of me,
every window pane is shattering,
cutting off my words before I speak,
this is how it feels to not believe.



mardel
mardel
mardel
mardel



stomp out this disaster town.



mátenme


dije que no quería lo mismo
y vuelvo a empezar
ja.



- he's right.