Histéricos (part. Ximena Sariñana)

Hysterics of happiness
The camera adored us
You would publish all our intensity
The brands would rain on you
It was so Black Mirror
I knew you wouldn't last

Speed junkie
Your claws were sharpening
When we were about to move forward
I was dying to
Stab you with a knife
And embrace you with all I've got

You don't scare me
Throw me towards you
Hit me head-on
Make the effort
Let it flow
Take hold of it

Slaves to fragility
The machine was drowning us
When there was a reality check
You scratched my face
Soaked in wine
I knew you wouldn't last

You don't scare me
Throw me towards you
Hit me head-on
Make the effort
Let it flow
Take hold of it

And you'll see how
Some lights from the port
Turn on as we pass by
Strange movements happen
That you can't see
We are completely hypnotized

Again

You don't scare me
Throw me towards you
Hit me head-on
Make the effort
Let it flow
Take hold of it