Hablemos

Enough of so much shit after each competition!
Who do they think they are to tarnish my name?
I'm not in it for the money even though I'm not rolling in it
So if your soul is empty, what good are the millions?
I'm a madman still striving to be noble
And they want to talk about me because they think they know me
The comments hurt, the loneliness breaks me
If they didn't depend on me, there would be a huge hole in my temple
In the mirror, there's a deteriorated old man
(What have you become?
Nah, what have they turned me into?)
You'll hardly ever see me without being drunk
With hangovers that last longer than the women by my side
I worried she wouldn't love me anymore
Now every day with more dark circles and fewer eyes for her
Love me for who I am, not for what I am out there
Because for sex for money, I know a couple of whores
They haven't lived half of what we've lived
And haven't seen a quarter of what we've seen
They didn't contribute shit to what we've built
How could they understand the dream we're chasing?

What happens when the curtain closes
And the voices inside me torment me?
It makes me wish I were hanging from a rope
Because who lives too long, no one remembers here
My life disintegrates, I bleed out on my wooden cross
Years enduring this shit, today is the day
When even the strongest man breaks

Haters, I hope you forgive me
If you had made better decisions
I feel like a God at times
Because he endured his sins, but I endure his frustrations
My crown is not that of a winner
It's that of a dethroned king who hasn't lost his honor
The thorns remind me that I carry their pain
And that I won't get anywhere without hatred and resentment
And I'm not proud that Mexico is hot
But I live in a country where they worship death
I'll continue to be the same one who smiles through it all
Even if they don't know how dead I am inside, honestly
Those who once loved me, now don't need me
I tried to fill voids with the most beautiful women
I've slept with chicks who don't even excite me
But I know they're lying too when they scream
I still question if I'm good
If I was really born for this
For the failure they experienced, envy was their placebo
They don't want their own victories, they want others' failures

What happens when the curtain closes
And the voices inside me torment me?
It makes me wish I were hanging from a rope
Because who lives too long, no one remembers here
My life disintegrates, I bleed out on my wooden cross
Years enduring this shit, today is the day
When even the strongest man breaks