I don't think about my life in 20 years and I feel that I don't even know where I am now. I will look at myself in the mirror but I will be different. We are the sum of the mistakes we have made. As a child you learn to hate those who hurt you and you think that hurting them is the only solution. But when you grow up you become great. You learn to forgive those who broke your heart before. The first love lasts as long as a falling star. It doesn't last a lifetime but it changes it forever. But growing up you understand that every time it's always worse than the previous one. And in the worst moments there is always someone who speaks. Someone who comes to tell you what you have to do, what you have to eat. And only in the worst moments there is always someone who asks a question. Someone who can't understand that you want to scream more than to speak. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. Thinking about teaching me how to live. You never think about what is right when you are 20 years old. You smoke and drink, you have so much life ahead of you. You don't know what commitment is, you don't fight so much. You want the revolution, yes, but made by others. Dad wonders where he is, what he did wrong. And mom who doesn't sleep even if she dreams of you. You can't hear them, you raise your headphones with volume at 100. You can't see them, so you fix a screen. The first love comes when you least expect it. Like a fever that makes antibodies but leaves you in pieces. Telling them your flaws with disgust for food and hatred for mirrors. And only in the worst moments there is always someone who speaks. Someone who comes to tell you what to do and what to eat. And only in the worst moments there is always someone who asks a question. Someone who can't understand that you want to scream more than to speak. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. Thinking of teaching me how to live. The first love doesn't last a lifetime, but it changes your life forever. When you get tired of hating, you understand that forgiving is the thing that defends you. We often live locked up in our past, forgetting the present. I'll make some mistakes again, this is the beauty of growing up. But maybe that's what I need. I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. And in the worst moments there is always someone who speaks. Someone who comes to tell you what to do and what to eat. And only in the worst moments there is always someone who asks a question. Someone who can't understand that you want to scream more than to speak. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. And then you know that there is... I go, I go, I go, I go away from here. Thinking of teaching me how to live.