I have lost my shoes
Running down a hallway at midnight
I arrived at a square
With six doors and I didn’t know how to decide
One is which abandons me
Another always takes me back
Two of them are contradictions
And a fifth one is to open
And the last one is a circus, nothing is domesticated
My personality crosses one side and on the other towards the future
I let life run while I lower my arms
To the love wrapped in ties that maybe hurt for me
I wanted to move around
I put the alcohol to burn
And it was the shadow that always walks behind
Fear of not seeing me
Fear of seeing me too much
I must not confess that it hurts when time flies
Prejudice is the claim of the poor puppets
I remove the label for you
You teach me everything else
And I thought I scored a bulllseye but they did not convince me
They left me laughing with caches of champagne
I vomited in the alleys that didn’t seduce either
And I left the heads that still have to be welded
I wanted to move around
I put the alcohol to burn
And it was the shadow that always walks behind
Fear of not seeing me
Fear of seeing me too much
I must not confess that it hurts when time flies
I wanted to move around
Fear of not seeing me
Fear of seeing me too much
I must not confess that it hurts when time flies
The day before I am one of those
Who always studies for grades
And although sometimes it defeats me
Not being up to the task