Fantasía
Chico Blanco
Fantasy
You won't change
Everything will be the same
I'll get hooked on drugs
My mom will cry
You'll go with some asshole
While I get high erasing memories
And what do I care?
If I didn't believe
In this fantasy
I already knew
And what do I care?
If it's already lost
The illusion I had
Of starting over
I'll send you to the park
To sit and think
I know that when you come back
Everything will remain the same
I'll explode my chest
Against a box
And with all the blood
I'll paint a face
It's not so hard
To believe in nothing
To be with me
You set a trap
Where are my friends?
Where are my weapons?
Where is the love that demands nothing from me?
You won't change
Everything will be the same
I'll get hooked on drugs
My mom will cry
You'll go with some asshole
While I get high erasing memories
And what do I care?
If I didn't believe
In this fantasy
I already knew
And what do I care?
If it's already lost
The illusion I had
Of starting over
I'll send you to the park
To sit and think
I know that when you come back
Everything will remain the same
I'll explode my chest
Against a box
And with all the blood
I'll paint a face
It's not so hard
To believe in nothing
To be with me
You set a trap
Where are my friends?
Where are my weapons?
Where is the love that demands nothing from me?