Síndrome de Estocolmo

I won´t stand in your way

let your hatred grow

and she´ll scream

and she´ll shout

and she´ll pray

and she had a name

yeah she had a name

and I won´t hold you back

let your anger rise

and we´ll fly

and we´ll fall

and we´ll burn

no one will recall

no one will recall

this is the last time I´ll abandon you

and this is the last time I´ll forget you

I wish I could

look to the stars

let hope burn in your eyes

and we´ll love

and we´ll hope

and we´ll die

all to no avail

all to no avail

this is the last time I´ll abandon you

and this is the last time I´ll forget you

I wish I could

this is the last time I´ll abandon you

and this is the last time I´ll forget you

I wish I could

I wish I could

Stockholm Syndrome, de Muse

Muchas gracias, A.