El Traidor

Never buy the official story
While I light another cigarette, I tell you my truth
Behind bars, I am not who I was
They took away my shoelaces, my name, and my pedigree

Death got ahead of me and took the traitor
And even though we toasted that night, it wasn't me
I pay for others' sins
The weight of betrayal
And I also pay for the traitor's death

I don't need your compassion
Just someone to listen to me, without taking a statement
Only deep inside me
The echo of that shot that never wanted to come out.