TNT (feat. Bajo Tierra)

Ladies and gentlemen
Side A and side Z
The deepest pit
The grave underground
What’s up, redeem wind?
There’s no competition

Owner, what do you say, owner?
Is she dreaming with Alcolirykoz?
What do you say, owner?
The man is a man of letters
But doesn’t know what to do with them
Awake, awake, awake

I wake up every day with new guilt
The adult mind learns that traumas are inherited too
The one who suffers the most is the one who knows the most
Every thought I record tastes like sulfur, it gets serious

I broke doctor-patient confidentiality
My anxiety reads books out of order hoping for a surprise ending
I grew up among arguments, I sleep with the TV on
Silence is a great snitch

My favorite quote: The one who invented the Nobel Peace Prize also invented dynamite
Gambeta, I’m not here to always forgive you
Without consequences, no one learns (Ah-ah)
All generations are made of glass (All)

The old ones break inside and the new ones break outside, that’s it
My phone stays silent
Every time I got a call, it was because someone was dead
Gambetony Soprano, I was a rabid dog
This is T.N.: Everyone Needs Therapy

Poor me, I stay here
Dancing without being able to stop
I can’t cry
And that hurts me so much more

I stay here
Dancing without being able to stop
I can’t cry
And that hurts me so much more

Loop me, Arkéologo
Fake, Gambeta
How many faces, Fa-Zeta
Multiply it and do—, international Kaztrolinísmo

It’s here next to me (here)
Vomiting pink tears
With skin like rice, no self-help books
Neither the Jordan 6, nor the salmon, nor the whiskey (cheers) will solve your doubts (what?)

The plane takes off and everything is uncertain
The turbulence woke up that fear felt at twelve years old, everything spins
Death caressed you (maybe)
Even though it wasn’t the day for that meeting, I asked it to give you six more years

I could only turn, saw your face on the asphalt
You felt the street’s character and its mercy
Why did you let it drop?
My mind ignores how cruel it can be
I apologize for not being an example

No one was to blame, but I barely contemplate it
In the morning I tremble, in the afternoon I don’t return
At night I don’t understand it, it’s the little I remember
If I whisper it in your ear (hey)
It’s because I don’t want more wounded

Poor me, I stay here
Dancing without being able to stop
I can’t cry
And that hurts me so much more

I stay here
Dancing without being able to stop
I can’t cry
And that hurts me so much more