hoy me toca ser feliz.

Is it really necessary every single day? You’re making me more ordinary in every possible way. This ordinary mind is broken. You did it and you don’t even know. You’re leaving me with words unspoken. You better get back because I’m ready for more than this... Whatever it is baby, I hate days like this!  Caught in a trap, I can’t look back baby I hate days like this! When it rain and rain and rain and rain. When it rain and rain and rain and rain.