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Seven months and counting I hold my breath and try to breathe Tomorrows hope is everything yesterday This picture frame is tilted too much I messed it up with my special touch The picture comes in clearer than ever before Enter me, you call me your own This bus won't leave I'm already home This year will bring on more than a melody You are a complex design You've fashioned this world where I hide I try to runaway From your holiday But I've come to this place in your sky My hands are released by my side I lose but I gain Like a cloud gives up it's rain You took this mess and filled in the lines You broke my inconsistency I have nothing more to give but this melody Your power comes all over me Letras de cancionesIt's perfect when I am weak When this countdown ends, I'm seven months closer to free You are a complex design You've fashioned this world where I hide I try to runaway From your holiday But I've come to this place in your sky My hands are released by my side I lose but I gain Like a cloud gives up it's rain From Letras Mania