Buscando Una Canción

Locked in my room
chasing inspiration
feeling a void in my gut
Looking for the key in a cigarette
I'm blank and desperate at times
I have something to tell them

I hit the streets
looking for the detail
everywhere I'm a consumer
I feel like an outsider
I want something or someone
to soften my heart

I'm looking for a song

They've built nine hypermarkets
the shantytowns have been fenced off
there's police everywhere

A dude wants to hit me
for brushing his mirror with the handlebar
and nothing comes to me, nothing transcendent
to guide me

I go back home
to see what's going on
if I grab a big bottle
I'm convinced
this is not the way
to win over the fans

I'm looking for a song

The bars are closing in on me
I feel like a coward
and here if it rains, it pours.