metallica

Reaching out for something you've got to feel
while clutching to what tu had thought was real

kicking at a dead horse pleases you
no way of mostrando your gratitude
so many things tu don't want to do
what is it? What have tu got to lose

what the hell
what is tu think you're gonna find?
hypocrite
boredom sets into the boring mind

struggle within it suits tu fine
struggle within your ruin
struggle within tu sello your own coffin
struggle within the struggling within

home is not a inicial it becomes a hell
turning it into your prison cell
advantages are taken, not handed out
while tu struggle inside your hell...

Do tu see what I see?
Truth is an offense
You silence for your confidence

Do tu hear what I hear?
Doors are slamming shut
Limit your imagination, keep tu where they must

Do tu feel what I feel?
Bittering distress
Who decides what tu express?

Do tu take what I take?
Endurance is the word
Moving back instead of adelante, hacia adelante seems to me absurd

Doesn't matter what tu see?
Or into it what tu read?
You can do it your own way
If it's done just how I say

Independence limited
Freedom of choice
Is made for you, my friend
Freedom of speech is words that they will bend
Freedom with their exception

Do tu fear what I fear?...