Por Un Like
Monica Naranjo
For a Like
There's something wrong
There's something that hurts
There's something that deceives
Ah, ah!
Since I was little, I broke under reality
That I was neither cute nor had any charm
Not in how I spoke, not in how I walked
I was invisible and had to fix that
I searched for profiles where there was diversity
I lost my essence in pursuit of a new identity
For a like, for a like
For a life turned into triviality
I strip my body, dressed in loneliness, in loneliness
I spit out the silence that screams humanity, humanity
I masked the lie with the truth
I justified failures with vanity
For a like, for a like
I had it all, but always wanted more
I strip my body, dressed in loneliness, in loneliness
I spit out the silence that screams humanity, humanity
I strip my soul, dressed in tempest, in tempest
The spell of a world without direction lets us fall without a net
There's something wrong
There's something that hurts
There's something that deceives
Ah, ah!
(Since I was little, I broke under reality)
(I lost my essence in pursuit of a new identity)
(For a like, for a like)
(I had it all, but always wanted more)
I strip my body, dressed in loneliness (in loneliness), in loneliness (in loneliness)
I spit out the silence that screams humanity (humanity), humanity (humanity)
I strip my soul, dressed in tempest (in tempest), in tempest (in tempest)
The spell of a world without direction lets us fall without a net
The spell of a world without direction, without a map and without law