500 Caras
Martin Ceballos
500 Faces
A stopped clock
Two times a day
It gives me the time where you stopped it
It's a bit strange to me
What you dreamed once
Today has become a nightmare
I hate meeting you
Cupid is not working well
Who will be next now?
I don't want to see you again
You're a thing of the past
Today I stop believing
You're no virgin
And even though it hurts me
I know everything will pass
I don't want to see you again
Woman of 500 faces
Blessed be my bad luck
I learn but through kicks
Not even at carnival, have I seen anyone like you
And you're the prize of the year
Good luck to the next resident
That you have between your teeth
I leave you a manual with all the instructions
Lie, neither happy, nor forever
She's like the snakes
That move their rattle to bite you
I hate meeting you
What a pity you give me, kid
You're next
I'll pass you my psychologist
I don't want to see you again
You're a thing of the past
Today I stop believing
You're no virgin
And even though it hurts me
I know everything will pass
I don't want to see you again
Woman of 500 faces
Blessed be my bad luck
I learn but through kicks
Not even at carnival have I seen anyone like you
And you're the prize of the year
I don't want to see you again
You're a thing of the past
Today I stop believing
You're no virgin
And even though it hurts me
I know everything will pass
I don't want to see you again
Woman of 500 faces
Blessed be my bad luck
I learn but through kicks
Not even at carnival have I seen anyone like you
And you're the prize of the year
