roads

Roads caminos
Oh, can't anybody see, nadie puede ver? We've got a war to fight, tenemos una guerra por pelear Never found our way, nunca encontramos nuestro caminoRegardless of what they say. Pese a lo que ellos dicen. How can it feel, this wrong, cómo se puede sentir, este error From this moment, por este momento How can it feel, this wrong.Storm, Tornado In the morning light, En la luz de la mañanaI feel,No more can I say, Frozen to myself. Siento, no puedo decir más, congelarme a mí mismo. I got nobody on my side, No tengo a nadie a mí lado And surely that ain't right,Surely that ain't right. Y seguramente que no es correcto, seguramente no es correcto.

Oh, can't anybody see,We've got a war to fight,Never found our way,Regardless of what they say.How can it feel, this wrong,From this moment,How can it feel, this wrong. How can it feel this wrong,From this moment,How can it feel, this wrong. Oh, can't anybody see,We've got a war to fight,Never found our way,Regardless of what they say.How can it feel, this wrong,From this moment,How can it feel, this wrong.