I left my best through those double doors
Failed to impress and was kept for more
They gouge out all eyes at the morgue
I stepped outside, realized I'd been here before
Like pins and needles my face in the weather
Like kin of beetles, I'm afraid I've no letter
This I say for you is how I knew
There must be more to me than you
Caught in between my past and your future
Taught with my needs, the grass further word
Running from something I asked and heard
While the sky sprinkled down a blast of earth
Art isn't dead, but it is dying
The more we all give in and stop trying
So turn the poached into something you coach
Run for your boat and flood out the moats
I can see your light, but I won't go out at night
I'm still afraid to comply
You have read my mind, you know what I hide
And therefore why I deny
And I start to wonder where we stand
Am I in pursuit of further land?
Clipping wings and cutting branches
Sinking all my mansions
In the process of thinning all my cantrips
You knew my enchantress, oh, she was just your advantage
So you sold all my ranches and left me a hand's tip
Away from you
And the notes from this flute are played out of tune
The air in the pipes are made from the likes
Of something you created to thrive in the night
If I put temptation aside, open my eyes
You're asking what I believe in
But there's no fire I could cease and win
Don't you understand that I'm treason?
There's not a role I could place my hands in
I saw that it rained
From the ground critters came
Like skin under water
Pores release goners
I can see your light, but I won't go out at night
I'm still afraid to comply
You have read my mind, you know what I hide
And therefore why I deny
Like Prince Royce said, yeah, no se porque esta novela termino asi
I gave you all of me, now I'm lost in the shadows, longing to be free
And I don't know how long I can let these thorns pierce
Oh I'll just bury all these feelings of course
And for me that's par for the course
For each and every aching heart I've ever had
I cried all night trying to find my way back
And if I should die before I wake
Make sure you bury me with the mandrakes
I wanna wake up with the magic sense
With these feelings not so immense that I tense at our past events
It's time I make peace with my past, before I become more outcast