No Puedo
Los Auténticos Decadentes
I Can't
I thought
That I could
Control the situation
And now I come to realize my mistake
I assumed I had my emotions under control
But I'm like a little girl in a nightgown
I intended to be my guide
I always end up in the same alley
And with each new attempt
I don't even believe the story anymore
That something will change
So I surrender to the dance without thinking
So much consecutive joy will harm me
I come with a rhythm I can't steer
So much consecutive joy will make me sick
This way I'm sure to end up in the hospital
So much consecutive joy will kill me
It would be better to leave the carnival
But even if I promise and promise
To go on a diet
I lack the willpower, hunger ends up winning
And so, time passes, the world turns
And I remain the same
I am a victim of my weakness
Time passes, the world turns
And I remain the same
I am a victim of my weakness
Calm, calm...