Decisiones o Sentencias

On the grass beside me, the animals don’t give a damn
They’re out of sync, bringing me faith
The hood swallows the asphalt, golden fields, I’m so high
Something hurts me, no matter how hard I try, my throat twists
I sense an unconscious connection within me
There’s an angel of good luck here
It was like that when I hoped for her to wake up
I dreamed of her writing to me
I imagine a maze on a map with my footsteps
I touch the traces that trap me, decisions or sentences
Sitting here in my hellish bunker, the night takes pity on me
So pathetic it makes me laugh
I’ve got more things hidden away, battles, war trophies, pieces of me, like dandruff on the parquet, more sands that grind my heart
Those who hate me and those who believe in me are bringing new photos of me
New photos of me, nothing more real
There’s a place that no one can touch, safe from the world, you’re there
And I’ve got more things hidden away, battles, war trophies, pieces of me, like dandruff on the parquet, more sands that grind my heart
Those who hate me and those who believe in me are bringing new photos of me, new photos of me, nothing more real.