Hace tres veranos.

Close to me y poco más.

Just try to see in the dark

Just try to make it work

To feel the fear before you're here

I make the shapes come much too close

I pull my eyes out

Hold my breath

And wait until Ishake...

But if I had your faith

Then I could make it safe and clean

If only I was sure

That my head on the door was a dream

3 de julio un 4 de julio.

Buses que por desgracia no se estrellan contra la esquina del Corte Inglés.