El Peor de Los Infiernos

I'm thinking of deserting and never coming back
With my moves, I don't want to mess with others
Looking for work in Madrid, Barcelona
The further away I'll want to be and I'll start to stop hating
I no longer wait for time to heal all the wounds you left me
I have enough to learn that I can't hug you
And looking at myself in the mirror and I tell myself
With this burden, how am I going to be with you
If I can't even be at peace with myself
In my eyes, six sorrows, death is a witness
I have the page full of memories and the heart empty for losing the little love I had left
Don't cry for me the day I die
Because sooner or later what I was looking for will come

And I was starting to wake up and find the excitement I lost years ago
If I haven't taken my life, it's for my sister, I don't want her to cry for me being on my mother's shoulders

I make another coffee to wake up from insomnia
If you don't listen to my lyrics, tell me why I'm talking to you?
I forgot the sorrows, I fell in love with hatred because my guardian angel made me a poor devil

No matter how hard I try, life has me by the neck
When I look at the sky, it's to see when a lightning will strike me
My eyes hurt from crying so much for her
Maybe one day I'll get my head out of the hole

I'm at home without wanting to go out
I don't want them to see my face every second I think of you
Every day I try to follow the path by putting a rose in the middle for the time I lost

Under the veins, I hide a chained soul
Dreaming of being free but without desire for anything
I live remembering yesterday thinking that tomorrow will be the last day they can see my face

I lean out the balcony to look at the sky
For every star I find, a person I long for
It's impossible to reach up while on the ground
Being alive with your absence is the worst of hells
The worst of hells
Being alive with your absence is the worst of hells... X3