Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She's lost control.
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,
She's lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I've lost control again,
And a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I've lost control again.
La foto es mía, la mano es mía, el control remoto es de la tele de un hotel, la canción de Joy Division y el recuerdo de la fiesta de Valentina en donde perdí el control, again.
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