Leave, give me space, give me time
I'm tired of being strong
I want a pause, I want shade
I search in silence for my refuge
Of memories of the future
I have scratches, my skin burns
I feel glass under my feet
I keep a hell to love
Fire that insists on inhabiting a paper city
I have storms that I must spill
Open doors to close
The heart in the crosshairs
I want to dance with my pain
Let me burn in my paper city
Come back, give me air, give me sky
I'm already strong as always
And it's that sometimes, to arm myself
I have scratches, my skin burns
I feel glass under my feet
I keep a hell to love
Fire that insists on inhabiting a paper city
I have storms that I must spill
Open doors to close
The heart in the crosshairs
I want to dance with my pain
Let me burn in my paper city
I have scratches, my skin burns
I feel glass under my feet
I keep a hell to love
So much to give, today I want to give
I have storms that I must spill
Open doors to close
The heart in the crosshairs
I want to dance with my pain
Let me burn in my paper city