Ghost...

In the first days of the spring time Made you a prince with a thousand enemies Made a trail of, of a thousand tears Made you a prisoner inside your own frequencyThere's a ghost in me Who wants to say I'm sorry Doesn't mean I'm sorry At the first hour of the springtime Made you a prince with a thousand enemies Now I see you from the corner clock strikes And I know you will be drinking alone There's a ghost in me Who wants to say I'm sorryDoesn't mean I'm sorry

Ladytron!

remodelacion interna... liberando memoria emocional... vaciando trazas d mi... para no recordar lo q no quiero sentir x ti... reprogramar... turn in to....