Sofía y el verano

¡DEJAD DE GRITARME!

It's hard to think about growing up when you're right in the middle of doing it. It's hard to know what you want. Sometimes there are so many voices in your head it's difficult to know which of them is yours.

All your enemies smile when you fall.
You take it cause you don't know what you want.

Cuándo llegará el día en el que empieces a necesitarme tú a mí...