I don't know what would happen if my head exploded If they would throw me out of the car, they would throw me out of the tower But I have a mosquito that bites me every hour A executioner that leaves a mark on me so that I don't cry A skin so thin that cotton unseals me A black list where my bones are glued A fauna where a white pigeon never flies Chernobyl and its elephant legs are cut off I'm going to cheat, yes It's a shame and it's not written in a compass Maybe this is the price of not going through the altar I'm full of emptiness, but at least I have a metric I already said it before You don't know what it hurts to do business with death Leaving you the breath and begging it to take you Like a complete selfish person who doesn't know what he has Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me My time, my time, no no no Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me My time, my time, no no no Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me My time, my time, no no no I've opened up my cortex and today my mind is in the air And even if it's uncovered, you'll never see if it's sold I don't have reviews because no one thinks about it Visiting my gloom has come from the disaster You call me insensitive, you call me a coward I'm a free bird, a free bird from the swarm No, it's just that in this cage there's almost no one left To eat all the paste, I'd rather die of angst It's like committing suicide, there's no other way out No one cares about the wound, you eat the guts, you drink the urine One foot on the sidewalk, the other on the adrenaline Tell your cousin, neighbor or friend that no one pays attention Roma didn't want to end up in the ruin He couldn't care about the complex, he couldn't care about the anger He couldn't care about me, I lost my temper You're the current, I'm the boat that drifts I prefer Parmanda de Día, I prefer Parmanda de Día The night and my faithful partner from Slima The only woman I'd kill for Although the temper is cold and cold It makes me feel so mine, it makes me feel so mine It becomes a sin to have the girl I live like without hypocrisy I already said it before You don't know how much it hurts to do business with death Leaving you the breath and begging it to take you Like a complete selfish person who doesn't know what he has Give it back to me, give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me My time, my time No, no no Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me Give it back to me My time, my time No, no no Give it back to me