Viernes, No Está Mal
Suerte Campeón
Friday, Not Bad
You know
I have a really messed up thing
Today I don't want any more pills
I pretend to be okay
The day has gone by and I don't want to go back
How many things we said
To start over
I feel empty
I think I won't escape this time
Take what's left of the wine
I don't want any more
I miss the vice
That one day pushed us to remember
All the promises we made
In the darkness
Friday, not bad
You know
I have a really messed up thing
Today I don't want any more pills
I pretend to be okay
The day has gone by and I don't want to go back
How many things we said
To start over
And I feel empty
I think I won't escape this time
Take what's left of the wine
I don't want any more
I miss the vice
That one day pushed us to remember
All the promises we made in the darkness
All the promises we made in the darkness
