Frío

This is not music

Frozen face, strange form
Looking towards the sky
I don't speak at all, I go without desire
Thinking about money

Arriving late for staying with the ashtray
Everyone knows my truth, but not what I want
Sorry, but I don't identify with that shit
We find inspiration by committing crimes

Dodging those bastards thanks to Gauchito
This damn shit is real, not just writings
My body calm, my mind so restless
I don't know when I'm going to leave and go off the planet
That's why I ask you to learn to wake up

That's why I ask you to take good care of mom
Hey, brother, the damn sphere is so incomprehensible
But I find warmth in this bad life
Darling, don't let my talent confuse you
I'm just another one who will be remembered, love