Mosaico

If it doesn't kill me, it will make me grow
Every now and then I sing so I don't disappear
I'm a tadpole, and I don't care if I don't fit in your opinion
Kid, to hell with what it may seem

I'm a sharp dagger, the thin thorn in your rose
I dreamt I was a slug, I filled my tile with salt
I make my mosaic, I'm like Mozart, but more psycho

I seem calm, dark, but I bring something
I don't get distracted, I'm attentive, they want to steal my moment
Stain what I represent with concrete
They want to kill me by decree

If I don't rebel and sing, it will just be a matter of time
Better break the seams, move the waist
Take off my belt
I rise to a good height

Raise the temperature
Everything relaxes
I see your naked face
Until we're left in the dark

In black and white tone I'm seeing the rainbow
In the same color the arc that surrounds your iris
Today I'm hard to kill like Bruce Willis
And against your pretentiousness I dedicate myself to spitting bile

And in black and white tone I'm seeing the rainbow
With the same color the arc that surrounds your iris
Today I'm hard to kill like Bruce Willis
This is the face I brought and I dedicate myself to spitting bile

Maybe today I take everything as a game
They want to cut my wings, they know I spread them
They ask me if I turn it off, but I spread the fire
To carry it inside, until my ego burns

I keep flying, I don't buy into the flash
Your idea of cash doesn't consume me
This sounds very trash to you
I come heavy, I look like The Clash

I was smoking hash
Is the fuel running out? I'll send gas
They call me crazy, where are you going?
I have no destination, I'm guided by the compass

And I keep flying, I don't buy into the flash
Your idea of cash doesn't consume me
This sounds very trash to you
I come heavy, I look like The Clash

I was smoking hash
Is the fuel running out? I'll send gas
They call me crazy, where are you going?
I have no destination, I'm guided by the compass

I speak slowly, in case you don't understand
You, let go of the reins, don't worry
The easiest thing when you get lost
I'm the D-S-3, I take away your stress

Dark, I see it dark
I make you jump like a kangaroo
Like a dog peeing on the wall
I'm a shot of cyanide

Forgive me, man, if this sounds too harsh
Too pure for your nose, not even lowered with weed
If a hit, don't sing truco and you're already out of the deck
Maso, maso, I consider the case solved

I'm the ice that overflows the jug and fills all the glasses, yes
Thank God I don't go to mass
My salvation is in my ranches or in a book on the shelf
In a joint, beer, and pizza
Or in freezing the image of your smile

My tumultuous life, the opposite of the sister
Handling the team as if I were the coach
I wanted champion dough, ended up sucking the blister
With a twisted mind as if I were playing Twister

The pressure is too much, no one listens to my opinion
I better put on the hood and the cardboard mask
Sitting without impulse, I can't take action
I've eaten so many lies that digestion is hard

And in black and white tone I'm seeing the rainbow
In the same color the arc that surrounds your iris
Today I'm hard to kill like Bruce Willis
And against your pretentiousness I dedicate myself to spitting bile

And in black and white tone I'm seeing the rainbow
With the same color the arc that surrounds your iris
Today I'm hard to kill like Bruce Willis
This is the face I brought, I dedicate myself to spitting bile