You can see my heart beating

Hoy no tengo ganas, ayer tampoco, unos días antes de esos... Menos.
Hay murmullos que escucho cuando siento su pensamiento venir, ni tapandome los oídos logro deshacerme de ellos. Pero los murmullos no son tan malos, algo me platican sobre el amor que un día tuve por ti.

Y si... Hay días en los que suelo conmoverme por cosas tan simples como esto:

Russian Roullete.

Take a breath, take it deep Calm yourself, he says to me If you play, you play for keeps Take a gun, and count to three I’m sweating now, moving slow No time to think, my turn to go
And you can see my heart beating You can see it through my chest And I’m terrified but I’m not leaving Know that I must must pass this test So just pull the trigger
Say a prayer to yourself He says close your eyes Sometimes it helps And then I get a scary thought That he’s here means he’s never lost
As my life flashes before my eyes I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise? So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye But it’s too late too pick up the value of my life