Stupid, you, how're you going to be unique?
The shop windows of this city scream
They roar hysterical from their cages
If you step aside a millimeter
Stupid, you, how're you going to be unique?
I know what you write when you lock yourself in your room
Besides, I've caught you looking at me
The questions grow by the millions
Live, live, live, kid!
For what doesn't let me be
I have looked for excuses
So that I wouldn't look at
I see that I'm not the only one
His words die on his lips
But sincerity is a boomerang
Strip our fragilities
Come on, Merlí, what do we do?
Laugh, laugh, laugh, kid!
For what doesn't let me be
I have looked for excuses
So that I wouldn't look at
If it makes any sense it might be
For what doesn't let me be
I have looked for excuses
So that I wouldn't look at