That you sold yourself, that they bought you,
that they took you, that they kept you as a slave.
Look what an ass these bastards who lived next door had.
And inside Pato asked me what had happened? I was dying to play rock and roll and now that I can, some of them are shooting me. You believed it
the tickets are very expensive
you got on the horse, then you see them
pay double for a show
that is not worth 10 cents.
It's just that As long as there is a world there will be masks that will continue to gasp it, and meanwhile I dream against all those who speak and do not live to continue agitating it. If everything The good and the bad will grow hand in hand, and in this bonfire of songs and souls we will burn. The thing is, the people who create our dreams do not I will believe what I do, because this dream is
the reason in my life to keep dreaming