Papel de La Calle
Alci Acosta
Street Paper
Writing your life and mine
On some dirty street paper
Remembering how much I loved you
Cursing your cowardly act
Remembering how much I cared for you
By the way you paid me back
I cried out of anger and rage
Thinking about how to kill you
But I saw it’s not worth it
To get my hands dirty with you
I loved you and I still do, honestly
And your punishment will come from above
But when I realized everything
With faith and hope all gone
I threw the paper into the mud
And with it, I tossed your lies
But I saw it’s not worth it
To get my hands dirty with you
I loved you and I still do, honestly
And your punishment will come from above
But when I realized everything
With faith and hope all gone
I threw the paper into the mud
And with it, I tossed your lies