I want to get out.

I want to be free.

The lock's on my side

and I hold the key.

I don't have the courage

to open and see.

But I want to get out.

I want to be free.

EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE ! ! !

Entro a mis sueños y es un mundo solitario. Ruin. Mudo.
Miro el mapa y es una hoja vacía.

(Te damos esto y empezá a crear el mapa vos misma)

I wonder why do I always hang out with sickos. Just... why.