COMES WITH THE
TERRITORY
The past is what
We have left behind
Don't get used to the bad habit
About the future
We´ll know tomorrow
Don't surrender to the night´s rules
It´s nice to be normal
It´s the present moment as a gift
To the madness n´ life´s rules
Decided to die
Days to fight
Drops to get tired
Night to pray
Miracles expected
Seconds to love
Cross to carry
An appointment with death
N´ the soul doesn´t forget
That there’s an eternity over there
It comes with the territory
But let everyone drink
From your own well
It's the day passing by
But let each one die
Of your own dream
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