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[Asir]
Don't kill me now with obvious answers
I melt like the clock and its needles
You play with time to come back whenever you want
I try to heal but I move like a poor puppet
My strings tangle with your fingers
Damn anger makes me older
Eternal youth to live dying
Verbalizing feelings, materializing nightmares
The body in hell and the mind in the stars
Scent of the corner, pollen in the air spinning the problems
My spirit spinning analyzes me
The last rhyme to your face was all a farce
Nights of loneliness giving caresses
The butterflies in my belly contained bacteria
If you delirium with me or I die for being foolish
Sentenced to be reborn in long karmas
My red sky and happiness from sunrise to sunset
Like a madman trying to be like everyone
From dragonfly to moth and from water to mud
May the eyes open in the last moment
Before leaving my body on the floor and my thoughts in the air
Opium in the clouds and problems to return to the streets
Dreams bigger than the sea and stranger than its birds, do you see?
I haven't changed with time if you understand
I can't carry the world, what do you expect?
You come one day and give me a decade of Monday flavor
The sweet habit of losing yourself to find me
And start deciphering you on pages
All a bitter pleasure

[Zábaz]
They are the drops of water that never end in my mouth
Wasting moments like I waste the beat
With the beat, we only talk about laughter and chatter
And in the mind that woman and those days

Who would say that life would end soon
And who I am these days is someone I still don't know
It's not that I don't recognize myself in the mirror
It's just that I'm just a boy with an old man's mind
And who I am, who she was, who we could be
If this being and that being were to meet again
Apparently, this song wouldn't exist
Because if I didn't miss her, I wouldn't write these lyrics
I would leave, if it were up to me, to another place
A dimension where I don't have to breathe
Because breathing reminds me when my ear heard her heartbeat
With the excuse that I wanted to hug her

There's no more time to waste if I continue on this journey
Although she is the driver and wants me to get off
Stupid metaphors of a man in love
Ironic metaphors of a forgotten brain

Every second in this city, looking for what to think, not who to think
To stop walking on Cupid's back and let him finish charging
The debts broken by the papers of love not to be crossed
Like searching in the trash
Hoping to find the safest route in hell
Hoping to forget our own thoughts
Hoping to forget our own feelings

[Tapias Tamayo]
I have felt as lonely as the fisherman from Barú
Seeing repeated fish that make a crowd
I walk among gossip and absurd words
Pointed at with fingers that masturbate
I write with my left hand like an old hunter
Who doesn't care about an elbow on the dining table
We have no rules or etiquette phrases
I support the street life in shorts and a bicycle
From a land of hills and journeys
Of children addicted to drugs and pornography
Where happiness is called sleeping pills
Vultures and worms with delusions of mammals
Football and rage cause heart attacks
The cops only serve to attend a birth
Even education is mere rubbish
Why do dictionaries censor rebellion?
I come from a country at war for money
Formed by the bad education of the muleteers
Where it was a sin to talk about pleasure
But you were a good man if you hit your woman
Although the forest has advanced to suburbia
We are still the same no matter what is studied
The slums and dementia kill the boys
The false positives and drunk pilots
Teeth rot from sweets
Heart wounds covered with money
You realize there is an end but no beginning
When only the bill for services visits you
Crazy for vice, crazy for appearances
They claim to be bandits with parental restriction
Here mother and father fight to see who's in charge
They get crazy like Van Damme and sue each other