Mi Condena
Fiskales Ad-Hok
My Sentence
You're gonna graduate
Like a pro
At breaking the heart of someone who truly loves you
If you're gonna graduate
Like a pro
At tearing me apart and dragging me down
And sending me back to my place, to my place
Like a school kid, I’m back to repeat
I’m failing again
'Cause I don’t care about anything
'Cause I don’t give a damn about what you value
And I really believe
It’s not your insecurity
It’s that I’m not worth much, and it’s normal
That you want so much more than I can give you
And I’ll be a ghost again
A homeless outcast
(No home!)
With my blood, I’m gonna sign
The document that gives you freedom
The same document that could condemn me
With my blood, I’m gonna sign
The document that gives you freedom
The same document that could wipe me out
A violent slap brings me back to my place
And I stop laughing
And I stop dreaming
And I go back to my place
Of a man without a destiny
Of a story without an end
Of a homeless outcast
With my blood, I’m gonna sign
The document that gives you freedom
The same document that could condemn me
With my blood, I’m gonna sign
The document that gives you freedom
The same document that could wipe me out
The same document
The same document that could condemn me
