Devuélvemelo

I don't know what would happen if my head exploded
If they would pull out of the car or throw in the towel
But I have a mosquito that bites me all the time
An executioner who slits my throat to stop me from crying
A skin so thin that cotton flays me
A blacklist where my brains sneak in
Area where white doves never fly
Chernobyl and its elephant's foot fall short for me

Who am I kidding?
If you take me out of my misery and I don't know how to write a single bar
Maybe this is the price of not going through the altar
I'm full of emptiness, but at least I have metrics

I said it before (I said it before)
You don't know how painful it is to do business with death
Leaving your breath begging to be taken
Like a complete egoist who doesn't know what he has

(Give it back, give it back, give it back)
(Give it back, give it back, give it back)
(Give it back to me, my time, my time)
No, no, no

Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back
Give it back, give it back, give it back
Give it back to me, my time, my time
No, no, no

Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back
Give it back, give it back, give it back
Give it back to me, my time, my time
No, no, no

I have opened the bark and today my mind is in the air
And even if it's uncovered, you'll never see a: For sale
I don't have any reviews because no one would think of it
Visit my gloomy avenue of disaster
You call me insensitive, you call me coward
I am a free bee, God save me from the swarm
Don't you see that there's almost no one left in this cage?
To eat your birdseed I'd rather die of hunger

It's like intervening on a suicidal person who has no other way out
Nobody sews the wound
He eats the guts, he drinks the urine
One foot on the platform and the other on the adrenaline
Tell your cousin, neighbor or friend
No one throws themselves away to attract attention
Rome did not want to end in ruin
The complex got the better of him, the anger got the better of him
The spite got the better of me, I went crazy
You are the current, I am a drifting boat
I prefer to die during the day
I prefer to die during the day
The night, my faithful fencing companion
The only woman I would kill for
Even if the weather is freezing and cold
It makes me feel so mine
It makes me feel so mine
It becomes a sin to have melanin
That I live my way without hypocrisy

I said it before (I said it before)
You don't know how painful it is to do business with death
Leaving your breath begging to be taken
Like a complete egoist who doesn't know what he has

Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back
Give it back, give it back, give it back
Give it back to me, my time, my time
No, no, no

Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back
Give it back, give it back, give it back
Give it back to me, my time, my time
No, no, no