#renpeca

My days without you are so somber

 So long, so gray

 My days without you

 My days without you are so absurd

 So bitter, so hard

 My days without you

 My days without you don't have sunsets

  If night appears

 Is useless to sleep

 My days without you, are such an excess

 The hours don’t have a start or an end

  So lacking of air

  So filled with nothing at all

 Useless junk, trash on the floor

 Infested home

 My days without you, are like sky

 Without stars or moon

 Without rays of sun

 My days without you are like an echo

 That keeps repeating the same old song

 So lacking of air

 So filled with nothing at all

 Useless junk, trash on the floor

 Infested home

 Kicking the stones

  Wondering if you will ever comeback to me

 I keep looking for childhood traces,

  On elderly faces

  Looking for a excuse for me to believe

 That I still have a chance to live,

 Biting my nails,

  Drowning in tears,

 Longing to see you

 My days without you

Infested home

My days without you are so somber

So long, so gray

My days without you

My days without you are so absurd

So bitter, so hard

My days without you

  My days without you don't have sunsets

 If night appears

Is useless to sleep

  My days without you, are such an excess

The hours don't have a start or an end

 So lacking of air

 So filled with nothing at all

Useless junk, trash on the floor

Infested home

  My days without you, are like sky

Without stars or moon

Without rays of sun

My days without you are like an echo

That keeps repeating the same old song

  So lacking of air

So filled with nothing at all

Useless junk, trash on the floor

Infested home

  Kicking the stones

 I keep waiting for you to comeback with me

I keep looking at elderly faces,

 For childhood traces

 Looking for an excuse that makes me believe

 That I still have a chance to live,

Biting my nails,

 Drowning in tears,

Longing to see you

  My days without you