No more tears for you.
No more tears, I say.

There's no reason to go on.
No hope in this stand-alone parade.
If there's no you and me, why keep fighting?
Why acting we can live this way forever?

Everything has changed,
everything will change.

And I don't want you to drive me insane.
Stop talking about yourself at once.
I don't want to drive myself insane.
Please, shut up, I don't want this... Again.

If you have ever trusted me, please, shut up.
If you have ever thought of me, please, shut up.
If you have ever loved me, please, shut up.
If you have ever been my friend... Please, shut up!

Everything has changed,
everything will change.

And I don't want to go through this again.
No more tears for you, I say, no more tears.
Being by your side feels so fucking wrong.
So say goodbye, I'm already gone.

I would like you to realise I'm here.
I would like you to ask me how I'm feeling tonight.

Supposed to be the first one to fall,
the last one to rise again,
but the only one to rise against.

I copy it all,
I copy you all.
There's nothing I can be proud of,
but it's perfect.
So perfect. So nice.
So happy.

Not famous, not even pop.
Just lonely, not alone,
hiding from everyone
every time I can
to write these lyrics
for all my stupid songs.

Shit happens.

I am sorry for not dying with you,
sorry because I couldn't protect you,
because I couldn't hold your hand
when you needed it.

You're too far away now,
and I am here wondering
why life is so unfairly
and why we deserve just to cry.

God, I am on a riot against you.
Don't talk me about faith,
because there's no faith.
There's just anger.

There's no hope
for those who have already fallen.

No son los sueños rotos, ni las heridas abiertas,
sino el sufrimiento interno que tanto me ha hastiado.
No es el odio y la muerte, sino el amor y la vida.
No es mi castigo... Sino mi pecado.

¿Qué he de hacer para contentar al mundo?
Si ahora tengo y no quiero perder,
si ahora soy amado, querido, respetado...
Ahora que soy lienzo y ya no más un pincel.

Tengo miedo a escoger un camino que marque mi destino,
pues de él quizás dependerá mi felicidad.
Miedo a elegir, a decidir, a seguir... A vivir.
Miedo porque esta tristeza tiende a perdurar.

Y tres días quedan ahora para cumplirse tan temible presagio,
para reventar en mil pedazos mientras mis ojos escupen lágrimas,
de dolor y sufrimiento mezclados con sangre...
Para elegir mi camino.

Canciones recomendadas. Solo una, My Last Serenade, de Killswitch Engage, canción que hacía bastante que no escuchaba.

Now listening to: Freakish, de Saves The Day.