Fractúbela

I live with nine cats and seven lambs
And still when it rains it feels shitty
In this little room overlooking the meadow
And the memory of your smile in the wallet
I live with nine cats and seven lambs
And still when it rains it feels shitty
In this little room overlooking the meadow
And the memory of your smile in the wallet

And if sometimes I bite, I don't know any other way
You've told me that the dark circles suit me
Dude, I'm not asking for anything, no one is waiting for me
I never wanted to be screwed even though I radiate it outwardly
I live with nine cats and seven lambs
And still when it rains it feels shitty

In this little room overlooking the meadow
And the memory of your smile in the wallet
And if sometimes I bite, I don't know any other way
You've told me that the dark circles suit me
Dude, I'm not asking for anything, no one is waiting for me
I never wanted to be screwed even though I radiate it outwardly
I'm in Champions mood
Skinny jeans, the wide ones didn't fit me

I grab a bucket about to desert because of the damn overeating
In every record I seek revenge
Now I buy the Récord, I no longer buy the Cancha
It's like, only the Sun catches me
Because all my buddies are dust and tacks
How? And a lot of partying
Blunts and hash like a Rastafarian
Of fornicating and sucking Bacardi

Of pharmacies and sucking Campari
The more diabolical, the more mommies
They can stay, of course, I'm their daddy
I go from bar to bar and they can't change me
Yes, I am the synonym of Vidal in a Ferrari
I live with nine cats and seven lambs
And still when it rains it feels shitty

In this little room overlooking the meadow
And the memory of your smile in the wallet
I live with nine cats and seven lambs
And still when it rains it feels shitty
In this little room overlooking the meadow
And the memory of your smile in the wallet
And if sometimes I bite, I don't know any other way

You've told me that the dark circles suit me
Dude, I'm not asking for anything, no one is waiting for me
I never wanted to be screwed even though I radiate it outwardly
I'm in De Niro mood
Where I put my eye is where I put the shot
If I start to feel angry, I just throw it
And once thrown, I just look at it

Of course I've lied to you
And of course I haven't wanted to
I'm still two steps away from a moral death
But my last option is to see you cry
If only I were Van Damme
I stayed in the World Cup trip
And that the Tri didn't do so badly
Well, what are we going to do, mom?
Yes, I know what we're going to do, mom

Dalai, Bada Bing, La Fam, Aleikum Shalam
Give me a lot, a lot, give me much more than what already exists
Because there is everything, everything, a whole world yet to be explored
I don't excuse myself, even though I've tried to ignore it
I have a somewhat bipolar issue and you would have to forget it
Give me a lot, a lot, give me much more than what already exists
Because there is everything, everything, a whole world yet to be explored

I don't excuse myself, even though I've tried to ignore it
I have a somewhat bipolar issue and you would have to forget it
Give me a lot, a lot, give me much more than what already exists
Because there is everything, everything, a whole world yet to be explored
I don't excuse myself, even though I've tried to ignore it
I have a somewhat bipolar issue and you would have to forget it