Paloma Herida
Hispana (Mamba Negra)
Wounded Dove
Life's gotten tough
I have my dad who won't leave me
In this cold room counting the hours
It's all gone to hell, everything's falling apart
I don't have time
For regrets
You're on my mind
Listen to my lament here
Everything's fleeting, remember that, babe
Nothing's the same, it's all in your head
Sooner or later it will end
Let that shit go, just drop it already
How strange life is
No one knows what they have
It lifts you up, brings you down, takes away, gives back
And when you least expect it, you lose yourself
Life's a bitch
It takes you in its pleasures
It lifts you up, brings you down, takes away, gives back
And when you least expect it, you die
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-nana-na
Nana-na-eh
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-nana-na
Nana-na-eh
A wounded dove
A life of lies
A pain that never ends
Life is so bitter
A wounded dove
A life of lies
A pain that never ends
Life is so bitter
I'm not looking for dharma anymore
I spit these words, you swallow that
That's what you give off
That's what you plot, that's why you let me down
Another tequila for this pain
Lovers and friends I said goodbye to
They left with the sun
Along with my disappointment
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-nana-na
Nana-na-eh
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-na, nara-na, eh
Nara-nana-na
Nana-na-eh
