"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on my friend", she said. And you can hear it in my whispered cries for love. I need your blissful talks to carry me away again.
I've walked this road a thousand times before. And never found what I was looking for. All the time I stumble and I fall. Still here I stand trying to be free.
Me represento, me representas. Me represento, me representas. . Me represento, me representas. El la ley de la calle lo que cuenta. Me represento, me representas.