Hipócritas

Hypocrites!
Who want to shake my hand to then screw me over and see me dead
Enough already!
Who am I going to trust if in the end they always stab me the same way

Hypocrites!
Who want to shake my hand to then screw me over and see me dead
Enough already!
Who am I going to trust if in the end they always stab me the same way

Fakes!, wolves disguised as sheep
I suffocate in the lie that has flooded the whole world
Due to accurate blows that have made me an expert
And keep me awake
In these fictitious paths
Where everyone seeks their own benefit

In this precipice so many conspiracies
Where deceit plus lies equals betrayals
Damn traitors who take me for a fool
They make me ice-cold with no blood in my veins
As I have barely survived
Sometimes inflicting wounds and other times being wounded
Full of resentment, but still I smile
Because I don't trust even the reflection I see in the mirror

Trusting others is useless
Because everyone tries to stab you
Luck is cast on the table and sings to you
And they express that what was once in defense, now seeks its prey
Surprises that life gives you, as the truth always comes to light
Even if it lives hidden, lives hidden
Who do I trust?, Who do I trust?, Who do I trust?

Hypocrites!
Who want to shake my hand to then screw me over and see me dead
Enough already!
Who am I going to trust if in the end they always stab me the same way

Hypocrites!
Who want to shake my hand to then screw me over and see me dead
Enough already!
Who am I going to trust if in the end they always stab me the same way

I ask you from the heart to help me get out of this hell
I don't believe in false words
They talk to me in vain and don't tire
I put all my trust here
Let's make an alliance
While criticism advances and speaks without stopping
I'm not one to judge people

You all know that one nail removes another
And the bravest one is lying in the grave
I don't expect to be rejected, hit, or mistreated
Thanks to those who are by my side, those who have supported me
And those who wish me ill can wait sitting down
A disciple betrays his master
With a kiss on the cheek (with a kiss on the cheek)
But they won't do the same to me, first I pass a blade
Hypocrite and butter, give me sugar
To then give me poison to drink
In this obscene world full of wild beasts
My defense against double faces
They won't be able to deceive this man
Jeicob Maccolo is my name

The hypocrites who want to shake my hand and screw me over and see me dead
Think that way they will get my place (Gregory)
I bet they claim to be my friends
That's why the tongue is the body's punishment
They fill me with anger, enough of lies
Fakes who look at me badly and admire me to my face
They fill me with anger, enough of lies
Two-faced ones already know the way out

Hypocrites!
Who want to shake my hand to then screw me over and see me dead
Enough already!
Who am I going to trust if in the end they always stab me the same way

Hypocrites!
Who want to shake my hand to then screw me over and see me dead
Enough already!
Who am I going to trust if in the end they always stab me the same way