El Algo o El Alguien

It ain't right
Living in memories
Just trying to escape

Seeking to find myself and move on
It ain't right
Living in memories
Just trying to escape
Seeking to find myself and move on

Looking for a number to call God
Seeking to feel your smile, hear your voice
Crossing out that goodbye we said with smiles
Questions to my punches, answers to my caresses

Your scent on my shirt and all I find is pain
Looking for the first letter I wrote to heartbreak
More romance in a materialistic generation
Drunk on a sad and banal liquid love

The maternal well-being of knowing you don't lie to me
That you care for me and protect me even though I'm not in your womb anymore
Feeling less powerless with every bill
Less of a misfit and much more misunderstood

Looking for life in my sound and amnesia of these complexes
More papers filled with struggles with the mirror
Searching in old lines memories full of dust
If something truly valuable hidden behind your breasts

Seeking and asking for recklessness while walking with loneliness
A leaf to make love to freedom
Looking and asking for something to heal this spiritual wear
And turn every tear into bursts of laughter

Not an antisocial cupid, who would've thought
That now he's drunk and lost his aim
Looking for that deceitful joy of your passion
Looking and not finding a way to forget that old love

It ain't right
Living in memories
Just trying to escape
Seeking to find myself and move on
It ain't right
Living in memories
Just trying to escape
Seeking to find myself and move on

I'm looking for you, to calm this winter
Wrapped in words, I look for you when I sleep
Screaming and in my dreams, I regret if I don't find you
And sometimes when I do, I lose you when I wake up

I! I'm looking for a guardian angel to protect my memories
Not to be a modern crazy, but the classic anti-sane
And not to be alive but dead in the uncertain problem
And become a war machine surrounded by the system

Looking to heal your sorrows with music for the soul
Kiss your eardrums, flirt with your palms
Looking for a little calm to this immense pain
Without that tyrannical love, at least I deserve tranquility

For non-oppression, I offer to listen
To an exhausting schedule writing from dusk till dawn
Looking for my own space where I can detach
From that alcoholic goblin that haunts me at night

Looking for someone to walk alongside my steps
Who thinks fast but kisses slowly
With rap, that courtship where I'm happy, happy
And with musical hugs, heal every scar

Looking for a gray day where not seeing tears
Verses full of magic on days of disappointment
I look for you in my room and in its rough emptiness
I know you exist, you're out there, and I don't know you yet

It ain't right
Living in memories
Just trying to escape
Seeking to find myself and move on