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Hahaha, that sound really made me laugh
Bombastic, Bombastic, crazy, crazy, crazy
Did you record that, Javi?

Disgusted with everything, there is no one around
Disgusted with everything, things can't be worse
Disgusted with everything, with everything
Disgusted with everything, with everything

Hey, another morning, I get out of bed with my left foot
With the thought that everything is a—
Yesterday I saw her in a story and she was happy
Holding on to another man in another city, and another lyric coming out of my chest
Knowing that if it comes out of my chest it won't play on the radio
Listening to Alvarito, walking the dog through the neighborhood hooded
If they ask for a photo, I don't want to come out crying under
I get to the park but the boys are no longer there
They made a couple of changes, I pause for a moment and light a cigarette
I'm trying to take a picture, but I have long hair
There's no way I'm looking handsome today
I'm coming home, but I left my keys inside
I was about to talk to you, mommy, to see if you return your copy
But really, mommy, I don't want to do it
In case one day you give me a surprise and appear as if you had never left
And revive my heartbeat
Listening to soft music to not make noise
I'm fed up with my neighbors scolding me
Nobody understands me when I tell them

Disgusted with everything, there is no one around
Disgusted with everything, things can't be worse
Disgusted with everything, with everything
Disgusted with everything, with everything

(With everything, with everything, with everything, with everything, with everything)
(With everything, with everything, ah-ah-ah-ah)

(With everything, with everything, with everything, with everything, with everything)
(With everything, with everything, with everything, with everything, with everything)
(With everything, hum)
(With everything, ah)