If i wake up in the morning i only need two more miracles to be a saint
everything i promissed, everyone i'd be, well i just ain't.
Lately, it seems like everybody is sick, everybody is dieing
Build myself a wall of unhappy highs
Knowing my heart, I know my head is lying
Oh Glory, i think i see the light ...

Muchas Gracias, los amo mucho, Panic! at the disco :)