Como Debo Andar

When the Sun comes up, I just want to die
I pick up razor blades
I want to, but I can't do it
On the street, cars are gonna run me over
I want to forget her with no complex

The afternoon's here
My head is burning
And I want to believe it was destiny
From the Recoleta or Saavedra Park
I'm hitting this rock. Sorry if I'm not classy

I can't take it no more
She won't talk to me anymore
Riding my bike at 2k per hour
I just want to crash

I must go bad! I must go bad! I must go bad!

I think I've forgotten how many reasons
She listed for us to be friends
That I don't work, that I'm crazy, that Oedipus
Those stories smell rotten to me

You suffered the absence of some loved one
That's something I've felt too
But you gotta face it, don’t be a coward
Trade the lies for the truth

If evil's caught you up
Trivial adolescence
Forgive me for the cruelty
Of thinking I'm not your friend anymore
Never again

I must go well! I must go well! I must go well!