Banda de Problemitas

There is something wrong with me
My head needs fixing
There is something wrong with me
I have a bunch of little problems
I talk to myself, everywhere
And in the photo I appear with my eyes closed
I don't laugh, pessimism invades me
I have crooked teeth because I have bruxism

If I stand up quickly my blood pressure drops
I never do well in any investment
If there is humidity, my sciatica hurts
I have more problems than a math book

Maybe I hit myself when I was little
Or the machine for the engines took alcohol
Maybe I'm cursed with problems
And that's why I fall at diamond parties

There is something wrong with me
My head needs fixing
There is something wrong with me
I have a bunch of little problems

There is something wrong with me
My head needs fixing
There is something wrong with me
I have a bunch of little problems

I get up a thousand times in the early morning
And I like to eat the empanada in the middle
All the secrets always escape me
And I see faces in all objects

If I send you a box I'll open it again
And I always laugh at some stupid thing
I laugh like a pig and I consider that
I'm not missing a player, I'm missing the whole team

There is something wrong with me
My head needs fixing
There is something wrong with me
I have a bunch of little problems

There is something wrong with me
My head needs fixing
There is something wrong with me
I have a bunch of little problems

I make mistakes daily
I always make mistakes when I fill out a form
No problem, serious musician
The drums can be played in the air as well

My problems are never solved
If they kidnap me, they will surely return me
My mental stability abandons me
I have little problems but I'm a good person