El infierno
Flyseccions
Hell
How do I feel
If you left me with words stuck in my throat
Your eyes reflect the bad things you did to me
But you still look like a goddess
I can't heal, when I kiss you I feel like I'm gonna poison myself
The storm doesn't pass and I'm still in it
The clumsiness of someone who insists on loving you
It hurts me directly, more than I think over time
The pages are stained with my tears, dried up with the pact of a handkerchief
And even though I miss you
Nothing changes because I already missed that flight (because I already missed that flight, yeah)
I'm not the devil, nor a criminal but I live in hell
My drug is a weapon and they're gonna make it fly up close
And in another life, I'll see a couple of homies
I'm not a saint either, I have more sins than years and that's true
I saw people turn into monsters for the stuff
It's a trap and watch out for tasting their kisses
The need arises to comply with a life that has a price
But they just don't learn, they want to end up in jail not school
And if they didn't want me before, I made mistakes I don't regret
The pain is unusual, my soul seems like I can't lend it out (yeah, the M)