Life here is short
You can't erase mistakes with an eraser
Thirty joints and three drugs
At twenty you break through, thirty grams three days
This life is short and bitchy
You die alone and you don't know how long it will take
You have many around you, but no one at your side
If I look around there are only those who can't take it anymore
I don't deserve the place on earth you gave me
Nobody asked for it, they did it and then threw it in the middle
Like a loaded rifle pointed at your chest
Dry-mouthed, seeds from which nothing grows
Parents are scared of their children in the crib
The blind fury of these people closed in these buildings
Gray buildings, rotten from the roots
Dreaming of peace gives you an idea of knowing how to make it
'These lives deceived by the idea that they can do it
No one guilty here, no one who feels guilty
They educated these people but to feel like nothing
Now and forever, and shout 'you made it, it's right'
When the world doesn't help
There has been no one to listen to you since you were little
You live one of my days
The strongest feeling I had for my father was killing him
Talk about me all you want
Talk about me all you want
Talk about me all you want
Talk about me all you want
What do you want, what do you want, what do you want
Praying for better days for those with me
Whoever was with me never chose this life here
Looking at his life I promised to make it
We are not just victims of the things you do
But you are just a victim of why you do it
Why do you do it, that's what you don't ask
Before you look at me and wonder why
Maybe you don't know, I think maybe you don't know
About how you are when you want more
When you no longer know what you want most
I will keep the few promises to keep
I need a place to relax
With all the friends who remain
Where to drink alcohol, laugh whole nights
With those who love me because the others are dead
Among these there is a place, well you show me where
My friends slaves to their drugs
The same ones you sell to change lives
The same ones that will change you and your friends
You don't know about me or about half life, half friend
Boys ruined not even half their lives
Of my brothers who don't deserve this life
How many dead means to change your life
My goodness, don't cry, I'm fine now
And tell those in heaven that I love them
That I envy them because there is no more pain there
We'll see you together again soon
Who are far from this crap now
That there must be a place better than this
God please save us from these days
Set aside a place and write down these names
Talk about me all you want
Talk about me all you want
Talk about me all you want
Talk about me all you want
What do you want, what do you want, what do you want
I saw my best friends drown tied up in the area
Change after a woman, change after drugs
Changed by this money, being poor changes
Changing banknotes also changes those who had little, therefore