Tóxico Destino (feat. Kako M.)

Bulletproof mascara from North Korea to the Islands
Stiletto heels in quicksand, miracles and stigmas
Already tried long hair, braids, the crest
Already shaved half a head
Already bought extensions on eBay
Already prayed to God, Buddha, Allah, Satan, Krishna
Already smoked, snorted
Took acid inside the eyelid
Already cooked their toxic destiny among chemicals
Already peed on a pervert
Already tried reckless bondage, killer sex
The gangbang, DP with a bunch of hippies and it's not enough
Already drunkenly sang 'I always love you'
Already adored Kurt Cobain
And then hated him when discovered Muse
Already became bisexual, pansexual, clubsexual, demisexual, and asexual
Why!?

Because life bores me and nothing is enough!
Because I feel like an idiot smiling in a dull world
Because I hate myself, hate my country, hate my people
Because it's mandatory to feel hate to feel intelligent
Already been a philosopher on Twitter, activist on Facebook
Instagram model in loungewear
Illiterate on WhatsApp
Already promised not to love
Already had her heart broken as a child
Already protested without knowing she was protesting against herself
Already tattooed symbols of opposing ideologies
Wants to be more than anyone
Have answers to that eternal question
'More than anyone' that's her motto
She showed solutions without questioning if she was the problem

And she has a hell inside
And that suffering makes her feel like she's the center
Of the universe, but that's a bad story
That is told and not realized, it's another attempt
To seek attention, the same song, but
Life goes by and there's no way out of that hell
Each phase was just a patch, the inner forum
She knows it and sometimes there's a hint of remorse
Cognitive dissonance, against time
She wanted to escape
She felt different and sought like-minded people
What a paradox the person and their need
To belong to herds and comfort
A conscience with lies to endure
Being with herself one day and another day
With paranoia she kills objectivity
She wants to live inside a glass bubble and be
Justifying every miserable act with her truth
How easy it is to blame others for what she feels
And take refuge in the anesthesia of social mediocrity
Even though she smiles in every photograph I know inside she's a mess
She wants the world to reward her for going through hardship
When she messes up, which is often, she never allows anyone to tell her
No one gave her anything, what she lacks is responsibility
And that's the issue, she plays the good victim and is a cancer

Look!

We all have our internal struggles
I don't care if you have a pussy or a dick between your legs
That's not the issue
Don't project your weakness, your misery onto others
I shit on those shitty separatist groups!
It's not a problem that comes from others
It's your ability to face reality
It's something personal that you want to disguise because you're weak and incapable
And this decadent society feeds that fragility
But the real world contains darkness, difficulty
If you can't handle it
Erase yourself and let the strong move forward!