Cruel intentions often are forgotten, too.   It's no use.   I know I've been there before.      I feel you slipping through my hands.   Euphoria, follow footsteps in the sand.      Breathe instead of choking.   Try and pace yourself.   Inherit tension and possessions, too.      Even when it's over you.   We're through.      I feel you slipping through my hands.   Euphoria, follow footsteps in the sand.      It's no use.   Comienza a lamentar.      Show me.   If I'm going blind.