Tekster:
Tu Locura

ayuda Ahora anda y vivi Yo siempre ame tu locura Ya no hay mas que hacer Sos tu propia ayuda Ahora anda y vivi Que siempre ame tu locura Fuerza Maestro

Got my mother's eyes and my father's hair Does anybody really care? It's gettin' cold out here Well, I keep walkin' with my head held high With my head

(Thompson/Barson) Could it be someone's telling lies Or could it be that I'm getting wise Awoke myself from a nose-dive glide I caught myself but you'

Walking away, it's not the same as running Is it to you now that you've run this in the ground? And you say, "Take this, this medicine is just what you

So quiet, another wasted night The television steals the conversation Exhale another wasted breath Again it goes unnoticed Please tell me you're just

Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself And covered with a perfect shell Such a charming beautiful exterior Laced with brilliant smiles and shining

Do you live in fire, girl? 'Cause Satan's in your soul You treat me like I was dirt The reason doesn't show Satan lives in your soul 'Cause you keep

I can't be responsible For anything I do now or say now I get too excitable To control the way I behave now I'm afraid of what I'll do If I find myself

I cried, when you left me I nearly died You had just been along for the ride But now the show is over I'm glad 'cause you always made me so sad I thought