las guapas no morimos de verdad
RUSLANA (ES)
The Beautiful Don't Really Die
I woke up on guard
Without battery or signal
I feel like something's happening
Maybe I'll find myself again
Today I'll leave the door open
In case you come looking for me
I know where my house is
But not where my home is
If my eyes don't tell you that I'm broken
I'll scream in desperation
Look at me, I'm not crazy
Realize that my breaks can't be stitched without your mouth
If I stop being needed by you
Aim at me and shoot without mercy
It's not the first bullet I've taken
I'll be missing from my own funeral
The beautiful don't really die
I'll be missing from my own funeral
The beautiful don't really die
They say I'm made of glass
That when I break, I can cut you
That if I start to cry, one more tear could flood you
If I get lost out there
Don't ask where I am
Picking up the pieces I've left behind on my way
I've saved for you the part no one saw
With the bullets I've dodged, I've already filled the magazine
If my eyes don't tell you that I'm broken
I'll scream in desperation
Look at me, I'm not crazy
Realize that my breaks can't be stitched without your mouth
If I stop being needed by you
Aim at me and shoot without mercy
It's not the first bullet I've taken
I'll be missing from my own funeral
The beautiful don't really die
I'll be missing from my own funeral
The beautiful don't really die
Aim at me and shoot without mercy
Aim at me and shoot
Aim at me and shoot without mercy
Aim at me and shoot
Aim at me and shoot without mercy
Aim at me and shoot
Aim at me and shoot
Aim at me and shoot without mercy
It's not the first bullet I've taken
I'll be missing from my own funeral
The beautiful don't really die
I'll be missing from my own funeral
The beautiful don't really die
