Sabes que te necesito. Es una emergencia de amor. Un sentimiento tan infinito. Que parece a un inmenso dolor. No me preguntes que pasa.

Some of us get a little. And some a lot. We've got to make due. With what ever we got. We get it hot we cool it down. And then we pass it around.

If I had to lose a mile. If I had to touch feelings. I would lose my soul. The way I do. I don't have to think. I only have to do it.

(Lena). Que sensación tan extraña. Aquella que sentí. Al escuchar tu corazón. Que falsedad la que engaña. A todos ser aquel viejo salón. Por eso yo,

[Eminem]. You know I just. Last year I was nobody. This year I'm sellin records. Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin.

Oh, well imagine. As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor. And I can't help but to hear. No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words.

Busco una salida. Y no entiendo lo que pasa. Y aunque sé que soy valiente. Tiembla mi voz. Alguien que me diga. Quien es quien aquí en mi alma.

And I love you so. The people ask me how. How I've lived till now. I tell them I don't know. I guess they understand. How lonely life has been.

Weekends on young and angry streets. We meet, drink 'till trouble found us there. Living life as without a care. We've had our bouts, been black and blue.

Is it a warning? Is it an evil sign? Is it a people who have lost their mind? Is it the Darkness? Is it a man resigned?

The club isn't the best place to find a lover. So the bar is where I go. Me and my friends at the table doing shots. Drinking fast and then we talk slow.

Used to carry this big old world. on my shoulders and back. I used to lie inside my room. wondering where I am at. I felt a chill running through my veins.

I saw her through the window today. She was sittin' in the silver spoon cafe. I started to keep going. But something made me stop.

I wanna see something that used to be in your eyes again, I'm waitin' to see it, you know it's only a question of when,

An old man turned ninety-eight. He won the lottery and died the next day. It's a black fly in your Chardonnay. It's a death row pardon two minutes too late.

As he travels on the beast of burden. Moving up along the mountainside. As he gazes looking down the valley. No regrets but his pride.

How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die? It is love we must hold onto. Never easy, but we try. Sometimes our happiness is captured.

It's 6 AM, Christmas morning. No shadows. No reflections here. Lying cheek to cheek in your cold embrace. So soft and so tragic. As a slaughterhouse.

Quiere que lo hagamos en diferentes partes. Pero estoy cansada de desilusiones. Hace mucho tiempo no creo en los hombres.

I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed. When the world gives you a raw deal. Set you off 'til you. Scream, "Piss off, screw you".