Ver Letra OriginalPerdida total
In the triangle of complete loss
I ended up with professional ease.
A cold shot to the heart,
uncontained and muffler (oh)
Swinging like the pendulum of a clock.
Laboring with the sound of my loneliness.
A clean shot to the heart,
fulminant and muffler (oh)
Think of me when you come to love.
Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.
Think of me when you get back to love
and when you feel like you're dying
because they do not love you like you (ah)
In the triangle of complete loss
I ended up with professional ease
A cold shot to the heart
uncontained and muffler (ohh)
Think of me when you get back to love
Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional
Think of me when you get back to love
and when you feel like you're dying
why do not you just love
I'm, I'm, I'm .....