No Te Drogues
Sucia elegancia
Don't Do Drugs
Dirty elegance, sons of bitches
It's another morning, where I wake up
Suffering from palpitations
Where my mom denies it, but I know she cries in secret
Because her poor little angel
Became a junkie
My eyes filled with sadness, to the noose in the closet
Look pretty to me
This one's for those times when the dealer disappears
When I need him the most
Spelling mistakes, in everything I've written
Four rocks, six hits to lose my appetite
I wish I were a cloud, floating with the birds
If they ask about me, you’ve never seen me
I got caught in dry law, with a shitload of booze
If there are no substances, I never show up
First I get high, then I exist
I don't believe in love, bitch, let me strip you down
(Better let me strip you down)
The woman I loved the most, I saw her leave in another man's arms
And it was all because I could never quit my vices
To this day, I'm still in the fucking same
Rivotril has been my torment
Sometimes, I suffer from pareidolia
I tend to see her face, but I never get to touch it
I don't know anymore, if I should find a shrink
Or hire a lawyer, man, I'm losing my mind
I got rap, my pills against AIDS
Besides suicide, name me another way out
Ready to run at the first siren's wail
Grab the saw, cut my veins
Because what flows through them binds me more than chains
The drugs left
Some scars
Overcoming addiction, school didn't teach me that
Out there it's raining and the bomber doesn't cover anything
With a worn-out smile, my soul gangrenous
Sometimes flying high, other times in a nosedive
Sometimes crying, also laughing out loud
Embracing my depressions, meditating by the waterfall