Funny feeling my guts intuition doesn't know. No bravery could convince you. To more or less say no. Your explanation hasn't gone over yet. But I'll give you one more chance.
Sittin' on your ass all day. Thinkin' about your hangover. And the party, you left your fuckin' keys at. And had to beg for, a ride from a stranger that I never met before.
Thinking suicide (5x). . Look at my eyes (Suicide). I need a disguise. To hide my lies. . Oh god. What have I done. To myself. To her. Before your eyes.
¡¡¡Puñeta!. Criado en la isla del boqui,. Puerto Rico es lo único pa' mi honrado y alegre me siento de yo ser Puertorriqueño.. Nunca venderé. No te venderé.
Twisted, intricate, obscure and tangled double-edged through. My head leaving. Me mangled, I can't handle, incomprehensible questions and words created.
You're about to take a mindtrip. Get your ticket stamped. Pack your thoughts on up. And set yourself. To rant and rave. I'll pave the way. And clear a path.
Scenes change and they'll grow more. The people the same, the trip is what you're waiting for. Long roads lead the shortest ways. Even though you were the first to go you're the last to stay.
Oooo, yeah!. . Even with a diagram, of my DNA. I leave scientists baffeled til the end of the day. Try to pick apart my life-style. How I survive. Making money for the boss.
The things we need and the things we strive. For that feeling again comes so deep and warm. I taste your breath just as sweet as the sugar. A simple reminder of how we burn.
Wise up because I'm fed up, you better back up. Wise up because I'm fed up, you better back up. Wise up because I'm fed up, you better back up. Wise up because I'm fed up, you better back up.