La Vela Puerca burbujas

No matter how much I think, I cannot understand
How much more do you have to react
There is a lot of agony and you with a coffee
Surely at night it will be a champagne
You already have everything, but you want more
In case you leave him something to others
You can be seen suffering with TV
But if you see misery, change the channel
You only care about what you want to see
Your world is reduced to what you play
And you don't see
That pus is already coming out of this fucked up world
And you are scrubbed inside and out of him
Or do you no longer see what your feet are on?
An artificial sun illuminates you
Only What motivates you is material
How much of your addiction are you going to lose today? Along with your blindness, which is very natural?
The street looks at you and laughs I care about you
You know that one day he will pay you for it
You kept thinking only about being happy
Always being oblivious to everything else
You only care about what you want to see
Your world is reduced to what you play
And you don't see
That this fucked up world already has pus coming out
And you are scrubbing outside and inside it
Or do you no longer see what your feet are on?
A needle goes with me
Your bubble will be punctured
Yours and your friends's
And none of them will leave