Addicted to the Sound - Bach Cinco

The lights are on, but you're not home Your mind is not your own Your heart sweats, your body shakes Another kiss is all it takes You can't sleep, you can't eat There's no doubt, you're in deep Your throat is tight, you can't breathe Another kiss is all you need Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love See the signs, but you can't read You're running at a different speed Your heart beats, double time Another kiss and you'll be mine A one-track mind, you can't be saved 'Cause baby you love is all you crave If there's some left, left for you And you don't mind if you do Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough You're gonna to have to face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love The lights are on, but you're not home Your will is not your own Your heart sweats, your teeth grind Another kiss and you'll be mine Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love Might as well face it, you're addicted to love

The edge of the night on my fingertips I'm a shadow holding on (holding on) I'm numb to the pain, it's almost dangerous I could die for a little more (little more) Pretend to be sober, I need the high Addicted to the night Taking me over, I can't defy It crawls under my skin, in my blood, through my veins Get ready for adrenaline, breathe it in Get down to the core Pretend to be sober, I need the high Addicted to the night It crawls under my skin, in my blood, through my veins Get ready for adrenaline, breathe it in Get down to the core Pretend to be sober, I need the high Addicted to the ni- Addicted to the night Pretend to be sober, I need the high Addicted to- (Addicted to the) (The night) (It's in my blood, through my veins) (Get ready for) (Adrenaline, breathe it in) (Get down to the core) (Addicted to the night) (Addicted to the ni-) Pretend to be sober, I need the high Addicted to the night Taking me over, I can't defy It crawls under my skin, in my blood, through my veins Get ready for adrenaline, breathe it in Get down to the core Pretend to be sober, I need the high Addicted to the night (Addicted to the ni-) Addicted to the night

Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad Quiero tener yo mi dicha Pagando con sangre y con lágrimas Quiero tenerte en mis brazos Tan solo un minuto poderte besar Aunque después no te tenga Y viva un infierno y tenga que llorar Aunque me mate la angustia De saber que fuiste y ya no serás Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad Quiero tener yo mi dicha Pagando con sangre y con lágrimas Quiero tenerte en mis brazos Tan solo un minuto poderte besar Aunque después no te tenga Y viva un infierno y tenga que llorar Aunque me mate la angustia De saber que fuiste y ya no serás Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad

Quisiera cinco minutos Un buen espejo, un foco viejo Y corazón Mirarme abietamente Tras desnudarme para mostrarme Tal como soy Quisiera cinco minutos Quedarme quieto con mis secretos Y meditar Decirme por un instante Si ya es bastante O tengo aguante Para algo más Y ver hasta qué punto Vale la pena Andar de viento en viento Haciendo de veleta Y ver hasta qué punto Es natural Buscarse uno las olas Y hacerse un temporal Quisiera cinco minutos Un techo plano sobre mis manos Y algo de luz Y hablarme de pillo a pillo Y preguntarme sin escaparme Qué buscas tú Quisiera cinco minutos Un fino acero y abrirme entero De par en par Juzgarme honestamente Secar mi frente y simplemente Reflexionar Y ver hasta qué punto Vale la pena Andar de viento en viento Haciendo de veleta Y ver hasta qué punto Es natural Buscarse uno las olas Y hacerse un temporal Y ver hasta qué punto Tengo el honor De ser yo de mí mismo Mi esclavo o mi señor Y tengo cinco minutos Lo que no tengo es valor

No sé las horas que paso en la cantina Todos me dicen dejemos de jugar Échate un trago y brindemos por tu suerte Porque has nacido con la estrella de Dios Eso es mentira, mentira mis amigos!!! Tengo la suerte del diablo no de Dios. Estos cinco ases demuestran mi destino Cinco derrotas que tuve en el amor. Somos paganos del dolor y la amargura Y la cantina es dentro de una diversion En vez de llanto una vitrola un cubilete Brindemos todos para matar el dolor. En vez de llanto una cantina un cubilete Brindemos todos para matar el dolor. (BIS)