Inmortal

Things always get more complicated than they should
Life is waiting for a train or running after the tracks
It's sleeping under the anguish of a yet
And living constantly waiting for the next day

The morning light is the engine of all life
It's hope turned into poetry
I've already left the chaos although sometimes I forget
Because the nights are very cold when not shared

And there are things that hurt so much that sometimes tears win over me
When loneliness traps me and covers me with its cloak
Those who know my story will say that what I sing is real
And those who have not suffered what I have will say it's not that bad

Let them suck my dick and I say it with love
Because I don't like feeling fiction without affection
Let the adversary screw himself, waiting for a response
Writing is necessary for me, not just a hobby

Every cry of pain was a new line
And that's why the tone of voice in every song
Writing was a refuge for me, an escape
And often I use a refuge to avoid taking action

If it weren't for her, I don't know what would have happened
If I had committed suicide, or if I had killed
But fortune sometimes throws the dice well
And when art bristled my skin, I felt enlightened

And yet I still question everything
I've come out of the shit but now I'm in the mud
Nothing to do with my past, I don't ignore it
But I still united, justified by what I implore

Those results take time to come
And I feel like a sailboat in the storm
Waiting to see you from the benevolence of the sea
Because sometimes even the will seems to perish

And of course it hurts me, of course I suffer
Of course, no matter how much I advance, I don't see the light at the end
But you can overcome a mental illness
If that didn't kill me, I can consider myself immortal

I will always push forward until my body can take it
For everything I've been through, I'm not the same as before
Closer and closer to that distant happiness
Because I live on mirages like a wandering dreamer

You prefer that hand with a glove
Because you didn't know that mine was worth diamonds
I don't want to be interesting for your interest
So if you truly love me, you'll do it like an ignorant

I don't go to prostitutes, I don't take anything
I don't cheat or escape until I've overcome the drama
I have thousands who love me, a lot of devotion and fame
And what good is it, I wonder when I'm alone in my bed

I have thousands who love me, a lot of devotion and fame
And what good is it, I wonder when I'm alone in my bed