Bien Por Ti

The forgotten purpose
The skies you’ve touched
The game of showing up and sabotaging

Damn, we understand each other so well
For all intents and purposes
We want what no one wants to miss out on

With our feet in other mud
In the wrong places
More days of hitting the wall
Keep in mind for the future, that the darkest side
Feeds off your immense light

I lie when I say that I’m lying
When I say that I’m lying
When I say I need space
I lie when I say that I’m lying
When I say that I’m lying
When I say I need space

And I lie when I say that I’m lying
When I say that I’m lying
When I say I need space

I lie when I say that I’m lying
When I say that I’m lying
When I say I need space