Memoria Fotográfica
Juliana Velasquez
Photographic Memory
I'm stumbling through the ruins, hitting the wall I built myself
There's no way to end what I started
I get so dramatic, nostalgic because
I turn to my photographic memory to understand
If I hurt myself with you
Why can't I let you go?
And if we were strangers
I'd probably fall for you again
If I hurt myself with you
Why can't I break free?
Letting you go is harder than loving you
Letting you go is harder
I think I'm wearing myself out more than I should, and you don't even see
That I'm tired of all this drama just to end up in the same shit
So much addiction that I ignored the intuition screaming to take it slow
So much addiction that I ignored the intuition screaming to take it slow
I get so dramatic, nostalgic because
I turn to my photographic memory to understand (oh, to understand)
If I hurt myself with you
Why can't I let you go?
And if we were strangers
I'd probably fall for you again
If I hurt myself with you
Why can't I break free?
Letting you go is harder than loving you
Letting you go is harder
Letting you go is harder than loving you
Letting you go is harder than loving you
Letting you go is harder than loving you
