Hijo de Las Armas

Did you ever stop to think? If you were born in their place
If you only felt cold, to be able to die or kill
That you no longer care about anything, that nothing suits you
Or just end it all, putting the barrel to your temple

I didn't choose this ordeal, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I'm the son of the guns

I'm going to gouge out your eyes and rise until I fall
Returning home alone, there's nothing left to see
The truths of my world make me start to wish
That if morning comes, I won't be able to wake up

I didn't choose this ordeal, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I'm the son of the guns

No one has the answer, more violence, more fear
Behind it all is a child dying of pain

I didn't choose this ordeal, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I'm the son of the guns
I didn't choose this ordeal, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I'm the son of the guns

No one is born without a soul, life just weighs on them
Of the guns