En la foto familiar
I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away
Don’t wanna go back to that place, but don’t have no choice, no way
It ain’t easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, well I’ve seen
I don’t want love to destroy me like it did my family.
In our family portrait, we look pretty happy
Let’s play pretend, let’s act like it comes naturally…