Existentialism On Prom Night

When the sun came up We were sleeping in Sunk inside our blankets Sprawled across the bed And we were dreaming There are moments when When I know it ends The world revolves around us And we're keeping it Keep it all going This delicate balance Vulnerable, all-knowing Sing like you think no one's listening You would kill for this Just a little bit Just a little bit You would Sing like you think no one's listening You would kill for this Just a little bit Just a little bit You would, you would Sing me something soft Sad and delicate Or loud and out of key Sing me anything We're glad for what we've got Done with what we've lost Our whole lives laid out Right in front of us Sing like you think no one's listening You would kill for this Just a little bit Just a little bit You would Sing like you think no one's listening You would kill for this Just a little bit Just a little bit You would, you would Sing me something soft Sad and delicate Or loud and out of key Sing me anything

Existencialismo En La Noche De Graduacion

Cuando el sol salio Estábamos durmiendo Hundidos en nuestras sabanas Por toda la cama Y estábamos soñando Hay momentos cuando Cuando se que termina El mundo se revuelve a nuestro alrededor Y nos lo quedamos Sigo todo Este delicado balance Vulnerable, sabe todo Canta como si nadie escuchara Matarias por esto Solo un poco Solo un poco Tu lo harias Canta como si nadie escuchara Matarias por esto Solo un poco Solo un poco Tu lo harias Cantame algo suave Triste y delicado O fuerte y fuera de tono Cantame lo que sea Estamos agradecidos por lo ue tenemos Ya terminamos con lo que perdimos Todas nuestras vidas Justo enfrente de nosotros Canta como si nadie escuchara Matarias por esto Solo un poco Solo un poco Tu lo harias Canta como si nadie escuchara Matarias por esto Solo un poco Solo un poco Tu lo harias Cantame algo suave Triste y delicado O mas fuerte fuera de tono Cantame lo que sea