Plata O Plomo

The hours roll by at the bar
the view clouds up like glass
every time I try to look back.

A yes at the altar
narcotrafficker and husband as well
leaves breadcrumbs to find his way back.

I enter the house and there you are
dead from more bullets than I can count
your blood writes on the wall a note inviting to leave.

If he comes home tempting fate it will be to kiss you,
you're not willing to let them take your bread along with his life.

Silver, to see you again tomorrow,
oh lead, that would have been enough,
seeking silver weddings
to have to find you filled with lead.

The hours roll endlessly,
time passes and the queen reigns again,
after seeing you die now I have to kill.

Chorus dance was born, it was gunpowder and weapons that united us.
I no longer feel compassion for the neighborhoods I won with cannon fire.

Silver, to see you again tomorrow,
oh lead, that would have been enough,
seeking silver weddings
to have to find you filled with lead.

Silver, to see you again tomorrow,
oh lead, that would have been enough,
seeking silver weddings
to have to find you filled with lead.

Talking is unnecessary.
Silver, I'll take your life and your fears.
Oh lead, where you left us.

Seeking silver weddings,
to have to find you filled with lead.

Silver, to see you again tomorrow,
oh lead, that would have been enough,
seeking silver weddings
to have to find you filled with lead