QUÉ MAL!
Sin Datos
How Bad!
How bad!
3 am and I can't stop thinking
I say oh how bad
Dressing up like a clown suits you well
How can you expect me to love you, when I'm a kamikaze?
I picture a movie, see everything in 3D
I say oh how bad!
I'm feeling upside down, like a fish that stopped floating
And grabbing another drink out of social habit
Nauseous, throwing up, if I don't think about getting up
How bad! (How bad)
I don't really understand what's happening to us
You listen in 8-bit
So much humidity in Buenos Aires, you can feel the frizz
I'm like this, I'm a freak, I travel at night and take pics
So many twists and turns I go through
Jesus spent all his time listening to rock
He resurrected in a caravan on top of a new Ford
Played cards with Diana fucking Ross
And I say how bad! (how bad)
I don't really understand what's happening to us
(I don't really understand)
(I don't really understand)
(I don't understand anything at all about what's happening to us)
I don't really understand what's happening to us
Yet I'm awake waiting for a what (huh?)
I don't really understand what's happening to us
You know? Nothing makes sense anymore, it's like I have organized amnesia
Goodbye
