Lado B

I feel like I'm going
Crazy, ah
If I don't see her little by little
I suffocate and crash
With that voice that says kill yourself
Look at yourself, throw yourself like that puppet but
Don't stop, hurry up
Go and escape

From that mental cell
That traps me
That mistreats me and staples
That kills my soul
And fades away everything I wanted to be one day
If those voices, little by little
Confused me more

By that time in the
Neighborhood it was spreading
And the drum told me I wouldn't have her
That I couldn't handle my life
That I would get lost if I continued, that I was going off track

I live with the echo of that voice here in my head
That shoots phrases at me as if it were a gun
I have no tricks, nor a script
My mind trots and it sprouts like raw gold

Voices in my head that never stop
I don't know why they don't leave, they always come back
She appears and sits at my table
And, subtly, she approaches me and relaxes me

It's almost 5:00 am
There are no buts when she comes
She holds me and doesn't stop
That impulse to move the beat
With that voice that calls me
I spit phlegm in the form of flames

And I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, how
My behavior changes, if I'm a
Decent person
It must be something that affects me
It disconnects me from reality
And to be legal with you

Sometimes I never make it home, a voice that never stops
In my head, it's something that relaxes me
For a while I'm fine but inside
I just know it's a trick, it's when he sounds
B-Side of this tape