Buena Suerte Muchacha

Look at me and tell me that I'm not here anymore
That time has passed and healed
Talk to me from within
Where the feelings are

Exacerbate
To the bones

Life is a game
That if you don't play it
You get sick
Rocks in the backpack
Not to mention the heart

Exacerbate
Dig to the bones

If when looking for you, you don't find
I call you without a voice
Tell me what you feel
Your eyes don't lie to me

I break when I look at you
Memories that still beat