Secretos Con Pellejos

When we're born, they give us a ticket for a journey
Many of us will stand, few in first class
If I had to choose, I'd rather be in the back than the front
Dreams that get lost behind closing doors
When we hit the street like fighting roosters
Every man for himself, we seek out our own troubles

And keep the secrets that have skin from not confessing
As time goes by, they won't stay quiet

And hide our fears beneath mirrors so we don't think
Every time I remember, I feel like singing

When we're born, they hand us a bucket full of shit
You gotta pass it to someone else but without anyone seeing
You're really screwed if you can't find a way
A night is fun when you see the sun come up
How life flies by glued to the TV
Butterflies in my stomach when I hear the Stones

And keep the secrets that have skin from not confessing
As time goes by, they won't stay quiet

And hide our fears beneath mirrors so we don't think
Every time I remember, I feel like singing