Como El Cordero

Don't ask me how I get used to it
If I light up with what I can
And all to not stumble again
On the path I leave footprints
And I always play even if I don't bet
Believing something so complex is simple
And sometimes I regret losing
But I was always ready for this
After all unfulfilled promises
I won't say there's no next attempt
If I return to lament while wounded
Does it mean something needs to change?
There are solutions that are in your hands
Time runs without consulting
If the wound hasn't brought change
Maybe you'll become a coward without thinking
Don't threaten me, can't you see I get confident like the poor lamb
I forget to graze unintentionally, and sometimes I surrender
To the shiny edge of a tooth coming towards the neck
Towards the neck
And again, I don't want softer words
I want to see actions
I leave, but I come back wanting, I want to believe
That this time will be a better change, a well-made change
Well-made
To the shiny edge of a tooth coming towards the neck
I am the master and slave of my own disillusionment, is that
Don't threaten me