Entre Perico Y Perico

I wake up again, I don't know what's happening to me between perico and
perico I spend the nights drinking sometimes I feel like I'm falling and sometimes
I feel like I'm flying the day I die I want to die in a plane with
the engine altered to feel the takeoff because they say the altitude is
beautiful the thrill

Death is looking for me I won't hide from it on the contrary
I'll find it I know it will understand me and give me permission to see
another sunrise

The bars around here I visit them non-stop with the beeper in my pocket
that doesn't stop ringing because there are many friends who also
want to fly those who know about these things I know they are
understanding me and those who don't understand them will gradually
learn that in this tyrannical world much more is being lived
Death is looking for me I won't hide from it