La Tuerca Del Perro

[Puto Largo]
Me, uh-huh, a kiss, a hug, yes, they can be love,
also a cold slap without pain, which do you think is worse? (eh?).
I prefer the bitter taste of a cake from my old lady
than the flattery of someone who says 'I LOVE YOU' and then cuts you off and leaves.
But no, it's not my situation, my destiny doesn't foretell it,
it's just an interrelation of two feelings that don't separate,
love and hate. Hypocrisy in the face of a couple of lovers,
who then stain their pages with blood and tears.
On my desk I analyze combinations, and there are so many,
I love myself and self-harm, yes, why do people get scared?
I love to see the face of the one who believes 100% but then doesn't see
and looks at the sky saying 'why if I had faith?'.
Then he left and destroyed everything that reminded him of it,
throwing on the floor the shitty house where they adored him.
He walked very resentful for everything he had felt,
the crowd had lied to him and promised him about that good guy
that I now laugh at.
Stuck in a dark hole, I only perceive pure feelings.
To love for the sake of love, to hate for the sake of hate, champagne or bromide.
I swear, that I'm not into being a tough guy,
but I've turned into a wall,
I try to suffer little, enjoy little.

[Puto Largo Chorus]
It's possible that this is a trauma for you.
You feel in a cage, overwhelmed like in a sauna.
This is the fauna that doesn't distinguish screams in the classrooms.
The world in a forge is extinguished. (x2)

[Legendario]
It's like a flower or like a weapon, I don't have the pleasure.
It's like loving you, promising you the Sun and stabbing you in the foot.
Choose your combination, it's really not different.
To love, to hate, to hate loving, to hate just by seeing you.
They can't love fully if they don't know rage,
they can't love calm and not hate the one who threatens it.
Do you love money like this?, hate the Treasury,
ask about love in Sierra Leone and tremble, hope breaks.
They sink for love, your naked woman at the bottom,
in the bathroom bleeding and you blind with rum.
Heroes like you hanging from a cable while burning surprise me,
double feeling, emotion cocktail mixed with blood.
Swarm, dominate the world, rescue the drama,
dark feeling what ritual defames enslaving man.
Resentments at first sight, distrust,
it's easier to hate than to love as you are loved and there's the trap.
I surrender to you until time comes to take us away,
if I don't see you talking to another before,
I'll open you up like a turkey.
I know it wasn't the deal, call it a system error.
Spain is sick, nothing makes sense in the mist anymore.

[Demonio]
It's not a coincidence that they think of me and sometimes I put myself before you to love me,
I always wanted to hate and today someone knows it.
Proposing is not the key, it's a phase, impregnable qualities
of the one who treats women as interchangeable.
Pain in the abdomen, when I look at you and breathe, if I leave
then the heart breaks in a sigh.
Lamentable situation, I don't want to see myself involved in it,
love goes behind hate, following its wake
and I don't give a damn about those who live for love, it's repugnance,
your fragrance envelops me, bitch, no one satisfies me.
In my childhood a trauma made me open my eyes, thank you,
the demon is happy with a Corsa, with a Lancia, come.
I'm surprised by your bra, I don't give a shit about the affection you give me,
for me, die, today my hatred is inert.
Having you would be sacrificing myself for my life,
fuck you, the demon is here in front, look and sigh.

[Legendario and Demonio Chorus]
It's possible that this is a trauma for you.
You feel in a cage, overwhelmed like in a sauna.
This is the fauna that doesn't distinguish screams in the classrooms.
The world in a forge is extinguished. (x2)

[Hijo Pródigo]
The world is a set of hopeless dreams,
love and hate go together, that's why pain reaches us.
There's no calm in an AIDS patient,
there will be no more color in his life, and inside death dances.
He rejects reality, but loves to breathe,
to smell, drink, touch, eat, to be harmed and thus feel,
to fuck, believe in living and while his misery threatens him,
the humble one desires money but detests greed.
I just despair, come on, tell me, answer,
why wasn't Christ honest and said that love and hate are the orchestra
of the wars that kidnap and that this world encloses
In heaven I don't know, but on Earth they become
two opposite feelings like a great attraction,
I'm not lying when I say there are laments because there are moments
when these leave you dumbfounded, with a foolish face and breathless.
It's a kiss on the mouth that means betrayal,
it's the sensation that drives us crazy like seeing killing,
and the addiction to freedom that makes Colombia bad
and controlled by the militia.
The anorexic in love can't stand her partner's caresses,
it hurts her, she moves away, she's disgusted, she's self-conscious, she's bitter and complains.
The poor woman vomits on herself, she murders her self-esteem.
She loves her boyfriend but hates food.
Sick people spit out cocaine and the horn that their first love forgets...

[Hijo Pródigo Chorus]
It's possible that this is a trauma for you.
You feel in a cage, overwhelmed like in a sauna.
This is the fauna that doesn't distinguish screams in the classrooms.
The world in a forge is extinguished. (x2)