Telemundo blaring, it's 3 O'clock at night
The neighbors cried to sleep now
It seems that everyone is down
But when we lose what we desire
And when we choose what we require
Do we float away?
If I ask for help now, am I breaking through the shame?
The ladder that was hellbound is now heading for the moon.
But when we lose what we desire
And when we choose what we require
But when we lose what we desire
And when we choose what we require
Do we try and stay?