Canción Cruel

Never believe
What they say out there
Anyone can write
And say what they think, without thinking
An idea, a rumor
A boring philosophical talk
A line taken out of context

It's a good excuse
To be able to launch
Your projectile weapon
Against the rest of humanity
By the way you walk
They will recognize you
In the end, the problem will be you...

And the ticking of the clock
Marks your hours
Counts backwards
How much do you think you have left

You can write
In a row
A pardon, another insult
Or what you think is most unfair
You can use a popular belief
A saying or a learned lie

And the ticking of the clock
Marks your hours
Counts backwards
How much do you think you have left

How about listening
To other voices, something you don't know
That could excite you
That could surprise you
Like the first time
For the last time...

You can use a popular belief
A saying or a learned lie

And the ticking of the clock
Marks your hours
Counts backwards
How much do you think you have left
Marks your hours, counts backwards
How much do you think you will have left.