LA FINE

I wake up and a year has passed
And I'm still tired
With the suitcase under his arm
I don't even know where I'm going
And I wander as if I were crazy
I still bite my handcuffs
I've been around the world, I've seen people
No, it's not how I imagined it
I have my head stuck in the mud
I ate badly to stay alive
I've heard people call me a bastard
And I'm still running looking for the exit
But the only way is to break away from the pack
Dig until you feel your fingers
If everyone is loving you now
Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end

Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end
Even the most beautiful rose has thorns
Maybe the only answer is to leave
Or stay and rot
Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end
Even the most beautiful rose has thorns
Maybe the only answer is to leave
Or stay and rot

You ask me how it feels?
Having the world in your hands
How it really mattered
As if we were special
And instead we are left with nothing
A handful of flies in your hands
Not even all the gold in the world
He will be able to buy what you leave
They treated me like a saint, then judged me
Looked at as if I were prejudiced
When they find the body of my crime
They will realize too late that they made a mistake
But I don't stop, I continue
I want to live running on a wire
The day I no longer have a reason
I will know that it is not the beginning, it is the end

Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end
Even the most beautiful rose has thorns
Maybe the only answer is to leave
Or stay and rot
Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end
Even the most beautiful rose has thorns
Maybe the only answer is to leave
Or stay and rot

I was just looking for an excuse to say this
To stop going where the wind blows
Finding light before everything is turned off
And if no one loves me it will be the same
I was just looking for an excuse to say this
To stop going where the wind blows
Finding light before everything is turned off
And if no one loves me it will be the same

Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end
Even the most beautiful rose has thorns
Maybe the only answer is to leave
Or stay and rot
Know that it's not the beginning, it's the end
Even the most beautiful rose has thorns
Maybe the only answer is to leave
Or stay and rot