Qué difícil es encontrarte, qué difícil es procurar calma. Flecos de un sol oxidiano se derramarán. Si el viento no agita el cuadro se empasta mi visión y el cielo que alcanzo a ver espeja fiel la cálida ilusión. Cuídame. Va quedando atrás mi romance, va quedando tan fuera de alcance. Ecos de un gong oxidado se liquidarán. Partiendo en un tren incierto hacia la incógnita dejada en el horizonte, sin solución se borra la ciudad. Tu lugar. Hoy me siento aliado del desimperio meridiano del horror. Soy un jarabe, soy una nube de metano en colisión, deslucido, deslucido, deslucido..

You know the bed feels warmer, sleeping here alone. You know I dream in colour and do the things I want. You think you got the best of me, think you had the last laugh bet you think that everything good is gone. Think you left me broken down, think that I'd come running back. Baby you don't know me, cause you're devil. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger stand a little taller doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone. What doesn't kill you makes a fire, put that thing on lighter doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger. Just me, myself and I. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger stand a little taller doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone. You heard that I was starting over with someone new but told you I was moving on over you. You didn't think that I'd come back. I'd come back swinging. You try to break me. [...] Thanks to you I got a new thing started. Thanks to you I'm not a broken hearted. Thanks to you I'm finally thinking about me. You know in the end the day to left was just my beginning in the end...