Ahora

I've been smoking all day
And I don't know how to stop
I have a verse in my hand
And a gun to my head

And my songs are no longer complicated
I'm tired of running away from myself and this is the proof
That everything I do is fine

Give them the most beautiful flower
So they can distinguish it
Then paint it pink
So no one notices

That in this park we are all alone
And even if the Sun never rises, this is the proof
That tomorrow everything will be fine