Sangre

This is not music, it's drugs

I know, I know, I'm still in nothingness
I loved and loved, and there was nothing
Dark circles, lines in bars
And here I am at zero looking for more
Angels call (angels call)
And here I am at zero just looking for peace
An ashtray (an ashtray)
Kill me now or else the world will

Lawless lands, misery in streets
And that look of 'it doesn't matter' (it doesn't matter anymore)
False loves, people without wings
With the aim to hurt

Blood and cough
Raised with my people, souls of criminals
From the cradle of God
Breaking my teeth, looking for role models
Breaking my voice (it doesn't matter anymore)
Closing the blinds, suffering in the mornings
Lying on a mattress
Living among laments, we will have time
To ask for forgiveness