No Es Lo Mismo

You are so many people, tell me
Who am I talking to now?
Don't you see that you are not the same?
Are you the one who said: Stay with me?
I promise to give you torment, give you hard times
I promise you, if you listen to me, to give you art
That is not the same as
Stay and we'll see
Stay and we'll see

It's not the same to be as to be
It's not the same to be as to stay, no way!
Nor is staying the same as stopping
It's not the same
Maybe we are neither, nor are we
Nor do we plan to stay
But it's different to settle or to fight
It's not the same, it's different

It's not the same art as to be fed up
It's not the same to be fair as how fair you are! You'll see
It's not the same you as another, understand
It's not the same
Know that there are people trying to confuse us
But we have a heart that is not the same
We feel it, it's different

Okay, maybe I deserve it
Well, but I don't sell you my voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay, maybe we deserve it
Well, but we don't sell our voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't care

Door and air that suffocates me
It's not about which side you want to be on
Being on one side or pushing yourself aside, you'll see
I don't know how to tell you, it's not the same
Living is the most dangerous thing life has
That they say on television
That a heart is loose
That is not the same
That it's dangerous, it's different

It's not the same enough or to be enough
Nor is it the same, to say, to opine, to impose or to command
The blacklists, the white hands, you'll see
It's not the same
The one who wants it the most doesn't win
I don't know if I'm explaining myself?
Today no one wants to be the same
What does it matter to you
It's not communism, it's instinct

Okay, maybe I deserve it
Well, but I don't sell you my voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay, maybe we deserve it
Well, but we don't sell our voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't care

I have ointment for all pains
Remedies for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

I have ointment for all pains
Remedies for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment, disillusionment

Okay, maybe I deserve it
Well, but I don't sell you my voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

Okay, maybe I deserve it
Well, but I don't sell you my voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I'm not for sale

I have ointment for all pains
Remedies for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment
Another disillusionment, I bring a prescription
I have ointment for all pains
Remedies for all kinds of mistakes
Also recipes for disillusionment

Okay, maybe we deserve it
Well, but we don't sell our voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't care

Okay, maybe we deserve it
Well, but we don't sell our voice
Door, and what they think of us
Read my lips, I don't care