The Last Chance - You Should Call a Psychologist

Being in my own is fine
But now I feel this heat
Of run and
And open this box and,
And take these knives and,
Slash these motherfucking guys
I don't recognise me, but I'm pretty sure that
I hate my mates and more than ever I feel that I need to vent
You can't understand
I was so Happy
And this world snatched me everything.
Now
I remember when there was more light
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life
Now
I remember when there was more light
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life
Now all of them are dead
But I still need something
Now all of them are dead
So why?
Why I feel so empty?
Now
I remember when there was more light
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life
Now
I remember when there was more light
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life
Now I feel that my world is upside down
(Now all chance is gone, now all chance is gone)
The warmth of your hands
Don't shoot the pianist
The pianist will shoot you back
Don't shoot the pianist
(Now all chance is gone, now all chance is gone, now all chance is gone)
The pianist will shoot you back
Now
I remember when there was more light
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life
Now
I remember when there was more light
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life
Now
I remember when there was more light (when there was more light)
Nights kissing (my fate)
My dreams and my life
Now
I remember when there was more light (when there was more light)
Nights kissing my fate
My dreams and my life

Written by:
Armando Altabert Gil, Francisco García Mariscal, José Montero Ruiz, Miquelo Bartolomé Lorente

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