God Ends Here

Everything reminds me of her
This is not a subject
It's my damn soul skipping school
I have a heart like a star
So far from me that I can't even measure its average

I would change everything to not have this fame
And not be a broken piece of shit that's dead because it loves
If I learned to be my own psychiatrist before making the bed
How do they expect that child to grow with a healthy mind?

She's no longer in my sheets, doesn't know anything about me
I just look at myself in the mirror and think: I want to die
The son of a bitch tells me he loves me more
And that's the problem, that I love her more than myself

I put everything I have on the line and went all in
Even knowing that my heart still had pounds of sawdust
The shitty part of loving like this is that there's an end for something
There's no psychologist in the world that can restore your pin

Tell me why the fuck I'm so broken
My heart is screaming for another
For those who tell me that the pain is in the head
Tell a kid without legs to jump the horse

If they ask about me, tell them I'm dead or far away
At least from the reflection in this mirror
Out of four hundred subjects, I don't even apply one piece of advice
I wanted to fight for myself, but I won't let go of this pain

I feel like pouring gasoline on a fire
This is not playing the victim, this is writing silences
But what do you know about this?, fool
If you prefer to pay for whores rather than earn their respect

You don't know what it's like to lose everything in this life
And have the fucking balls to keep standing
So if you're going to call me a victim, don't worry
I'd rather open the channel before becoming rotten meat

God doesn't even look at me
He has me like a doormat, like Attila's grass
To the next finger I see poking at this wound
I'm going to rip it off in one go and then wash it with Tequila

Damn life, huh, damn life
I'm going to end up locked up with five straitjackets taking care of me
Damn life, I shit on my damn life
What does therapy help with? It only heals those who forget

And I don't forget, nor do I go with batteries
I go with a broken heart wasting my saliva
Do you understand? That loving her is unforgettable
Unless you take a fucking bat and take my life away

Dead nights, wilted flowers
Are my dreams every night. They say it's called anguish
Rap as an escape, because this is rap, damn
And this broken heart is purer than all your industry

I lost family, lost the love of my life
Lost my mind and time and reality gave me a bath
I have nothing to lose if they look for me to harm
If my life doesn't matter to me, imagine yours, damn

I swear on my dead that I'll kill them
Because they act crazy, but I am, you brat
My shoes are too big for you
You spend a day in my mind and end up walking on all fours

Wasn't the duck so ugly to you?
Why are they going solo now, if the sea doesn't scare them?
My life is a constant shot at the plate
Where I think I hit it and it breaks because they're cheap

Don't even come near me
If you touch a broken glass and get hurt, tough luck
The best of me is that in pieces I'm stronger
And I swear on my dead that this is the last one. I shit on God

God ends here, God ends here
God ends here. God, for me you're dead
I'm already screwed, are you happy now?, perfect
My life is fucked and you laugh, I shit on your

Dead
God ends here, God ends here
God, for me you're dead
My life is fucked and you laugh, I shit on your

Dead
Ah!
Ah! (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Ah! (Ah, ah, ah, ah)