Malagradecido
Mon Laferte
Ungrateful
I already have the weapon ready
A shot in the head
I kill you or I kill myself
I am moved by violence
Today I am in mourning
My love has died
He left with my innocence
It is rotting
I would like to be eternal to you
I would like black magic
I would like to poison myself
I would like indifference
Ungrateful
You loaded me all
Poor vain man
You make me feel ashamed
How unconscious of you
Leave me naked
I feel little
I am left so alone
Why do we travel so much?
So much for that
To finish
Stamped on the wall
Ungrateful
Ungrateful
Ungrateful
Ungrateful
