Intro

Mom...Blessings
I call you...because I'm really fed up
I have no more strength
It's always the same shit
Everyone claims to be my friends and when they get what they want...
you know, they bail
Mom, you never make mistakes
A friend is a burden...in the fucking pocket
This life is envy, hypocrisy, persecution
Some days I wake up even wanting to die
But I see your picture and dad's in the wallet
Remember?...the one you gave me on my birthday
And I draw strength from where I don't have any
Because I remember all those nights you didn't rest
To bring me a plate of food home
And dad, tell him I love him
And remind him that not a leaf moves on the face of the earth
if it's not God's will
Old man...I turn to you
Remember that Cancer is not a disease
It's a demon and God is not a burden that one cannot bear
I love you...And I will never be able to repay you for all the things that in this life...you have given me
I am your blood, my old man, remember that, okay
Mom, tell my brothers to forgive me
For the times I have given more to my friends than to them who are my blood
Forgive me, but tell them that one never hits the same stone twice
And that I would give them something I wouldn't give to anyone
Which is my life
Mom, tell them to forgive me and tell them I love them
Hey let me tell you that you are always right
Mom, you didn't make a mistake
All my buddies who gave you a bad feeling
Ended up screwing me over
They think they used me
But what they don't know is that I used them
Because they filled me with wisdom
They taught me that God's word will always be fulfilled
Cursed be the man who trusts another man, mom
And if you saw them, they came dressed as sheep
And ended up being wolves looking for their prey
Always with the same blah, blah, and blah
"Hector Help me! And I will never let you down"
And when I gave them my hand, they bit it
Mom, loyalty no longer exists
But what hurts me the most
Is that I know the truth
And knowing it, I keep walking in this world of falsehood
Seeking fame and money to fill a void
That I, more than anyone, know that only Christ can fill
Mom, every night I ask Him to have mercy on me
To protect me from my enemies and forgive all my sins
Because I am human, mom, and anger takes hold of me
At the last minute, mom, I prefer to be hated for who I am
Than loved for someone I pretend to be
Sure...now I'm the bad guy
But Jesus Christ himself says in the word
That there is no good man on the face of the earth
Only our Father up in heaven
Bless me, mom, as I go out into the street