Something is changing, changing, changing
So I hold two fingers up to yesterday 
I kiss goodbye to every little ounce of pain
I got out, I got out, I'm alive and I'm here to stay
There's a story for every corner of this place 
Hey, hey it's fine 
I left it behind

Mi genio amor

El que quiere puede y vos no quisiste resistirte a esa buscavidas que gracias si hoy te toca parecida a mí.