Escarlata

What's the meaning of life?
The brain asks questions
The heart gives the answers
Life has no meaning
Live! Live!

Look me in the face but ask me for forgiveness
The dagger in the heart was cheap for me
My scarlet blood, drink the potion
You'll go crazy and I think that's not the best
A polished diamond shines on the outside
But a depressed boy will do drugs despite the Sun
Another gets angry when he loses a follower
But everything is the result of your damn imagination
You pout because you're scared of the park
Your head is perfectly moldable
You think very little, if you want I'll help you out
Check out my themes but listen carefully to the phrases
Feel that I fail you but fail me, kill me
There's noise in the room but calm down, go to sleep
There's a problem but they throw themselves, there's no faith
If I don't look for the damn solution; I'll never have it

You'll see what you'll do, I already know I'll run
Sirens sound if someone with a 'why' approaches
They censor minds that step out of their damn game
They don't want you to realize all that
Fuck their fame
What a farce, you believe what they say and swallow it
I don't know how their words don't leave a bad taste
You believe very little and even if you don't believe that saves
If I don't believe in my world and I continue in yours, they'll kill me
It enrages me
I take care of the blood that poisons me so it hurts
And keeps bearing fruit for my themes
I'm screaming but I think you're
Meanwhile; you bow your head and obey the system
I behave to seem like a human being
Feeling free among a million slaves
In minds, that are wrong and crying
But they don't lift a damn finger to solve it

Every time I go out on the street I poison myself
Sad children crying, looking at the ground
Long faces of workers on the subway
And eyes that make me pity all the dogs
I'm not going to live for your shitty salary
I'm clear that I'll make a hut with this
If it goes wrong I know I'll have a damn egg left
To make a living and live for four bucks

The difference between us is this
I know what I want and you don't know shit
You live as you've been taught and screw it!
Know that your future will be a damn mess
Of course, it hurts to write about ailments
But at least I try to get someone to understand me
I'm trapped in a vicious circle that indebts
I say it clearly, run and save yourself
It's not the weapon that shoots, nor the drug that kills
But the people who have never known how to use it
The impotence that the artist feels and is the one who gets hooked
Although telling so much crap is sometimes embarrassing
You see me suffer and think we're the same
But you have no damn idea about my struggles
You don't know who I am even though among all the kids
You idolize anier for telling four scraps
Of course, of course you're all very moronic
You can't put a price on yourself if you're not worth it
I know the truth hurts many times
But I'd pay to hear only truths

I seek calm to escape
I give you my mind and you won't want to replace me
If you want something; start by talking to me
I'm the stain that can't be diluted
I don't know if I feel empty or full anymore
Somewhere all my letters must remain
The scar that stings me, already poisons me
And the blood you lose turns into sand for me
In a desert justifying the passage of time
I talk about seconds; about seconds I don't have
I invent an imaginary line of moments
That I would break if they had flesh and bone
I break, but I know I rebuild myself
Don't touch what once was yours
Despite being a hurricane I know I flow
I don't know your future but I sense it
Hey!, I know I'm breaking my neck
Fail!, but I pride myself on it
Rooster!, turns into a chicken in front of the rest
They didn't give me ink but I'll leave my mark
I'm a gazelle in a cage for lions
Tired of hearing your superstitions
I don't give a damn if you never value me
But don't step on my garden if I'm planting flowers
Don't close my mind by killing the thinkers
Don't say 'forever' if you promise and break it
I look ahead waiting for better times
If greed kills writing so many lines