Capital Afectivo

The expectation is over
And there is also one more life
The one everyone follows
Where everything seems perfect
Like guilt-free designer drugs

Who will notice that I left?
Who keeps track of those things?
Who will notice that I left?
Escaping the shadow of a hand

I know very well what I can't do
Climbing the stairs with my elbows
No one comes to offer you everything
But I'm going to try

Of course I'm going to try
That ours resembles something
Something at least possible
That looks real

Who will notice that I left?
(Who?) Who keeps track of those things?
Who will notice that I left?
(Who?) Escaping the shadow of a hand

Who will notice that I left?
(Who?) Who keeps track of those things?
Who will notice that I left?
(Who?) Escaping the shadow of a hand

I'm becoming friends with the water part
(Who keeps track of those things?)
I'm becoming friends with that water part
(Who keeps track of those things?)
If no one believes they own it

I'm becoming friends with that water part
(Who keeps track of those things?)
So no one thinks they own it
Squandering emotional capital
So no one thinks they own it