Otro Clavo (feat. Thomas Parr, Inti Sigma, DeeJohend y Doble Porcion)

I know you like to pretend
And sometimes the pain kills
I prefer to correct
Than owe it to a rat

Some must choose
Whether to hang themselves with a tie
Or dare to commit a crime
To see themselves full of tin

Sometimes not even to smoke
Sometimes full of stress
Without closing your eyes
See twelve o'clock four times
What happens like this ends up backwards

You can tell
That depression is a pose
How long will it take
For all that karma to return?

All that's left is to pray
Nothing will solve it
Just keep for yourself
The last one from the revolver
Save for your neck
That piece of cord as always
Mom looks at what I took out of my womb
Words that hurt more coming out than teeth

Luck already treats me like a customer
And I swore I wouldn't die without knowing how it feels

Another nail in the coffin (another nail in the coffin)
I ask for a drink, thunder falls, it's night, another nail in the coffin (another nail in the coffin)
I raise my glass and even though I know I'm hurting myself, I'm shouting cheers (I'm shouting cheers)
I mix joys in a glass, I look at the sky
And this cross no longer weighs (and this cross no longer weighs)
Another nail in the coffin (another nail in the coffin)

Chek chek ah
I left the pain on the coat rack
Right after closing the door
And I didn't shake my shoes
So that death wakes up

I feed the birds
I have an open wound
And since I was a child I cultivated a storm
The years are worth shit
If I keep immature
Your drama is my comedy
And not everything that shines is pure

Life is not so serious
With dust in the arteries
I don't want your miseries, I came to leave you speechless

They ran away in terror
Now if I win, they don't eat
From this forbidden delicacy
They pointed out my actions
They will return repentant
But it will be too late
The bird has left the nest

Now I migrate to my interior
Nothing is enough for me
I want more than before
Not even the water is transparent
I don't even want to go to the doctor
The street is my medicine
And I gargle with alcohol (fuck)

Another nail in the coffin (another nail in the coffin)
I ask for a drink, thunder falls, it's night, another nail in the coffin (another nail in the coffin)
I raise my glass and even though I know I'm hurting myself, I'm shouting cheers (I'm shouting cheers)
I mix joys in a glass, I look at the sky
And this cross no longer weighs (and this cross no longer weighs)
Another nail in the coffin (another nail in the coffin)