Odio Al Ser Humano

My boy, is he at home?
There are no clocks
Able to stop my crazy desire to burn hours with you

If it was coming
The world collapsing, and you here with me
In your bed I am happy
It seems like the rain greets us but doesn't touch us

I'm no longer worried that wars won't end
I hate human beings, and you know it well
And I bet life slips through my fingers
I'll keep them busy, fascinated by your skin

There are no clocks
Able to stop my crazy desire to burn hours with you

Pa-parápa-parápa-parápa-pápapa
Pripá-Pripá-pripa-pripá-pripá-pripá-papapán
Pri-papapa-pri-papapa-pri-papapa-pri-papán

Between rapes, beatings, and abuse
And some armed robberies that ended in murder
Sexual abuse by parents
Miserable children who don't know how to be grateful for living
I demand to be happy
And it's quite complicated
Luckily I found you and on that gray night
You noticed me

Da-darará-darará-darará-da-da-da
Dararara-ah-ah-ah