Rear Window
Do you remember when you had a goal and the ability of being impressed?
Now it takes you so long to move, to calm down, clean the mess
Feeling tired but becoming wise, I guess I must be growing up
So naive, with no fear, a career
Yes I'm up to the test!
Driving to work in automatic pilot
Looking for answers with the room on fire
In competition with the richest pirate
You've got to pay, don't look away
Open season
All I need is another reason to take it personal
I always take it personal
Age of treason
Everybody wants a reason to take it personal
We always take it personal
Do you remember when you had a goal? Do you remember when you had common sense?
Playing rough, hitting hard, having run
Just relax, it's a game
Some things slow down, others change
It's ok if you're feeling strange
Take your time
No one cares when you're late, if you're late
It's a game
Open season
All I need is another reason to take it personal
I always take it personal
Age of treason
Everybody wants a reason to take it personal
We always take it personal
A million reasons for you to waste
No one answers no one cares
Now it takes you so long to move on, to calm down, clean the mess
A hundred orders to ignore
No one knows what they're for
Hitting hard, having run
Just relax, it's a game
Open season
All I need is another reason to take it personal
I always take it personal
Age of treason
Everybody wants a reason to take it personal
We always take it personal
Now it takes you so long to move, to calm down, clean the mess
Feeling tired but becoming wise, I guess I must be growing up
So naive, with no fear, a career
Yes I'm up to the test!
Driving to work in automatic pilot
Looking for answers with the room on fire
In competition with the richest pirate
You've got to pay, don't look away
Open season
All I need is another reason to take it personal
I always take it personal
Age of treason
Everybody wants a reason to take it personal
We always take it personal
Do you remember when you had a goal? Do you remember when you had common sense?
Playing rough, hitting hard, having run
Just relax, it's a game
Some things slow down, others change
It's ok if you're feeling strange
Take your time
No one cares when you're late, if you're late
It's a game
Open season
All I need is another reason to take it personal
I always take it personal
Age of treason
Everybody wants a reason to take it personal
We always take it personal
A million reasons for you to waste
No one answers no one cares
Now it takes you so long to move on, to calm down, clean the mess
A hundred orders to ignore
No one knows what they're for
Hitting hard, having run
Just relax, it's a game
Open season
All I need is another reason to take it personal
I always take it personal
Age of treason
Everybody wants a reason to take it personal
We always take it personal
Credits
Writer(s): Rodrigo Blanco Portilla, Miguel Hernandez Bribiesca, Diego Solorzano Casarin, Andres Delano
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