THE LIMIT IS NOT TO MASTER YOU
BUT PRESERVE
I know things
You play with me
I tell you stories
I don't hear many stories
some people are jealous
I don't know if they hate me
if I tell you
You will stay
forget it
That we walk because the lights come on
Sometimes I just need to hear you
Sorry if I don't forgive you
everything i do
Is thinking about you
THE LIMIT IS NOT TO MASTER YOU
BUT PRESERVE YOU LIKE THIS
with a smile on his lips
So that puddles walk