Complaciente o Cruel
Obús
Compliant or Cruel
A gray year was born, sixteen years ago,
Never met his star
Left his field behind and emigrated,
Looking for the promised land
And he got tired of studying English
Time gave curves to his body
He lies down on his bed, boredom
His skin smells like the subway at rush hour
Lover of a syringe,
Intimate friend of alcohol,
He walks his body on the sidewalk,
Waiting for you to stop the engine noise
His bank account, in his sock
His daily dose in his bag
Sleeps during the day, eats standing up
He doesn't charge VAT for his services
Lover of a syringe,
Intimate friend of alcohol,
He walks his body on the sidewalk,
Waiting for you to stop the engine noise
Compliant or cruel,
As you wish
Lover of a syringe,
Intimate friend of alcohol,
He walks his body on the sidewalk,
Waiting for you to stop the engine noise
Compliant or cruel,
Compliant or cruel
As you wish
