Letra de Tabula Rasa

Tabula rasa I see the blood and the ink in the hands. I looked around and saw your white face. I catch the brushes and the swatches to change it all. Because inside me i have the same white. It bring me new sources of intensity, Because in the end we have just 52 chances to make it happen. I choose the colors to paint my skin and that's why i lead my own life. so don't judge me for where i came from. leave that fake and confort place and bring the wheel to your hand. You can choose your own path. I prefer the death than live my life based in cold canvas With just blue and gray, in sadness.