Am I Dead yet? - Cayetana

Sometimes it’s hard to say

When you’re just having a rough day

And everything seems so romantic

When there’s time and space away

When there’s time and space away

Is there a way out of this?

Is there a way out?

Is there a way out of this?

Is there a way out?

Inside my brain

You’ll find a cluttered room

Just dying to be clean again

But it always speaks too soon

But it always speaks too soon

I’m not dead yet, but this doesn’t feel so great

I’m not dead yet, but I’d like to take a break

I’m not dead yet, but this doesn’t feel so great

I’m not dead yet, but I’d like to take a break

Is there a way out of this?

Is there a way out?

Is there a way out of this?

Is there a way out?

Is there a way out of this?

Is there a way out?

Is there a way out of this?