Sin Regreso

I’m wasting my life slowly and without care
My life is slipping away, I haven’t accepted my fate
How does it go? I won’t accept, God is my law
I will die, yeah yeah

No one knows the thirst that others live with
It’s easy to criticize, point fingers, judge
But no one stops to ask
What’s the factor? What’s the need?
That the substance use increases day by day
I lived it, I felt it
The looks of rejection towards me
I don’t want to escape from reality
I don’t want more, I don’t want to think, I want to forget
That life is a torment that has treated me wrong
What started from simple curiosity
Today is my escape to forget
I don’t know if it’s cowardice not to face
But I want to break free from the world
A few moments to pump
And the high in my head starts to kick in
I’m in a trance, balance is gone
In my mind, life comes back and I can’t find the way out, I
The light gets brighter, the voices bend
My senses are dulled
And my deepest self establishes what reality is
Blast after blast
I keep hallucinating, factors of evil, yeah!
I’ve seen the devil looking me in the eyes
I’ve seen myself trapped by the mutilated word
I’ve seen the sky burning like flames
And I’ve witnessed the apocalypse of worlds I’ve created
The moment expires and I start to analyze
That I’m doing harm to my body
But I know, that tomorrow I’ll return
And I’ll walk with a bag in hand, I’ll finish it
I’m wasting my life slowly and without care
My life is slipping away, I haven’t accepted my fate
How does it go? I won’t accept, God is my law
I will die, yeah yeah

I always thought I was in control of my actions
The use, the evil led me to where I am
Now I understand, I don’t stop, I’m just one more
Even though I lost a good friend for not achieving more
I keep on the same path
I see my mother crying
Constantly changing neighborhoods
To distance myself from bad friends and daily use
A rosary in her hands, win or lose
Surviving on the streets
Drugs pulled me away from my parents’ teachings
The details were lost
In the ashes of many cigarettes
The fire in the pipes was like seeing my life hanging by a thread
And even though I was a kid
My experience was greater
Smoking a cigarette instead of picking up a book
Now I wake up and I’m left alone
The teachings I blindly trusted are left behind
And too late I thought
That by distancing myself from death, life was ahead
Sharing with fears
I’ll wait in the alleys of my mind
I have the strength to start again
Wounds that the bottom touched that this time I won’t see
A piece of my soul in shades of gray
Has taught me that life has its nuances
What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger
We do many things to feel
Except the most frequent mistakes
What hurts us so much is being indifferent
To the life that slips away from us
For being dependent consumers and non-believers

Hours, minutes, seconds
I no longer have time to look back
I find myself locked up, lost
Searching for the strong dose that makes me forget
Anxious, I inhale memories
Just like the damned high that’s going to kill me
I can’t wait for the dealer to arrive
Having bought, I start to shake
I have no money or anything to give
At any moment it could end
What started as a finale
Like when I was a kid far from evil
Finding principles like I used to give
Like much, his effort brought well-being
So I could avoid and study
Always worried about the material
Selling CDs just to work
Leaving my family behind

A new line was going to be drawn
Inhaling, with what I earned I was going to sew, ambitious
All my future seems like a vicious cycle
For fun, for pleasure, and without care
Some smoked, also got high
My dreams spoke to me
And through my nose, the coke flew
The hundreds were leaving
And they tied me up and tied me up

How does it go?
Well, I have no options left
And they mock my condition
There’s a contract for my prison
Four walls are my curse
They’re my solution, a step into doubt
How hard my torture is
The need for greens
I can’t get out of this swamp
Because of my bondage
I’m looking for the cure
And it’s that anxiety that lingers
I can’t get out of this swamp
Because of my bondage
I’m looking for the cure

We look for exits where there are only entrances
We say we control the situation
When it’s the situation that controls us.