Corriendo Atrás Del Colectivo

My mind is burning,
My head is splitting,
I want to sleep,
Another Xanax.

But all my dreams are consumed,
In this black hole,
Stabbing knives into my insides,
I can feel my brain

Twisting with this sensation,
Twisting with this sensation,
Oh, what a downer.

It seems like time stopped,
In this prison,
Stabbing knives into my insides,
I can feel my brain.

For those who locked me up,
For those who locked me up,
For those who deprived me of freedom,
All the sewers will overflow,
And the shit will cover them.

Because they are, just that,
A piece of shit disguised in legality.

I am doomed,
The city center,
Is calling me.

It's Saturday and I'm leaving,
If I lose you one day,
I don't want it to be today.

Chasing the bus,
Chasing the bus,
Chasing the bus,
I'm out.

I'm restless,
This drug story,
Is killing me.