Nada Te Dirige

I've run out of patience
Of being the one who tries
I've been doing this for a while
I’m not the same as before
Making an effort, breathing
A gap in some places
With a loss of identity
That turns into a habit

And I'm tired of hearing
This time it’s my turn
I take the spot from those who’ve
Dictated how it should be
Nothing guides you
Nothing guides you
No one dares
I take the spot from those who’ve
Dictated how it should be

The damage I might cause
Is more than forgiven
Without forgetting to close
Paths that come to an end
The last attempts to be a civilized being
Proved it was a matter
Of not being used to it

And I'm tired of hearing
This time it’s my turn
I take the spot from those who’ve
Dictated how it should be
Nothing guides you
Nothing guides you
No one dares
I take the spot from those who’ve
Dictated how it should be

Erasing, data from the list, walking
Nothing guides you
Burning pages of expired life
Nothing guides you
Having your sense on your side in every gesture
No one dares
Moving at the pace of those who leave you
Free to decide