Mil formas de estrellarme.

I'm careful not to fall, I have to climb your wall, 'cause you're the one who makes me feel much taller than you are. I'm just a peeping tom, on my own for far too long, problems with the booze, nothing left to lose. I'm weightless... I'm bare...I'm faithless... I'm scared. The face that fills the hole, that stole my broken soul, the one that makes me seem to feel much taller than you are. I'm just a peeping tom, on my own for far too long, troubles with the gear, nothing left to fear.