Crying - Empara Mi

My God, I hear you’ve been crying

I feel your tear drops from the skies

Your pain’s the same as blinding me

Sometimes it hurts to be alive

(Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes it hurts to be alive)

But keep on living for me, won’t you?

Keep an eye out for my soul too

the wrong things

I need something new

My arms around your hips

All the sketchings on your wrist

All that got me twisting on ya

My God, I hear you’ve been crying

I feel your tear drops from the skies

Your pain’s the same as blinding me

And it strikes me, clearly alive

And it strikes me, and it strikes me

You couldn’t be me 'cause you want to

So hurt me if you have to

We’re always self medicating

I need some pain new

So let’s get up outta here

Go out flexing on my bitch

Screaming «Fuck love, let’s get rich»

And we’ll come back if we don’t get it