Color Lila
Métricas Frías
Purple Color
Sad dude
COQE
Love for everyone
I never thought I could make it to 27
First it was cheap bars, then kites
The nagging, the scoldings with a blowtorch
And I lost Alejo to drugs in a catheter
I know I've never been a good influence
But I filled your emptiness and your absence
Without a father to raise you with decency
Collecting mistakes to gain experience
I run through the streets looking for trouble
Seeing the younger ones in challenges
Trading toys for frozen treats
And I know I write these songs for my people
I know this hurts them but in the face
I always respected my buddies' women
Now I live alone with my depression and my gray hairs
But I have breakfast for tomorrow
This pain feeds me
I talk to God and Lucifer
It took time to understand
That my thing was to fill the voids
This pain feeds me
I talk to God and Lucifer
It took time to understand
That my thing was to fill the voids
Now you look me in the face and think this is a lie
But if you look at me, you're delusional
I want bills in purple
To get you out of the routine
The clock is ticking backwards and I no longer have control
We're in open sea and I no longer have the helm
Feelings are dead in the formaldehyde box
Success chases me like a cat chases a mouse
This pain feeds me
I talk to God and Lucifer
It took time to understand
That my thing was to fill the voids
This pain feeds me
I talk to God and Lucifer
It took time to understand
That my thing was to fill the voids