Condenado

I have to get off,
and I don't know where I'm going
I have to get off,
and I don't know where I'm going

Condemned to be
what you never wanted
you should never have been

Condemned to see
through the eye of the hurricane
The neighborhood outfit
suits you well
but they ask for more

They will never see it,
they never
almost never will see it

Owner of the truth
takes you back
you carry without reason
an infinite fury

Doesn't take into account
the history of your rock and rolls
while watching life go by
on the screen of his computer
that is unreal

Condemned to be
more of the people who live badly
you read the new story
but you don't understand it

They will never see it
they never
almost never will see them

A generation
has been losing itself
history says
that the world turns into miseries

Good times will come to shine
if the certainty exists
to the one who can do everything

I have to get off,
and I don't know where I'm going
I have to get off
and I don't know where I'm going