Al Cazal - The Epitome of Locura Lyrics

Watch me, indefinitely
You can see, that I'm pretending to be
And there's no way out from this routine living
Don't let me catch you slipping
Go check the chains on your prison
Where f*cking days a long, but short at times
I get a jiggle doing petty crimes
Little mister can't see who's it
It's your good old boy from down the street
As I walk out the door, mask is on
On I walk dressed in uniform
Time goes on dodging the attention
No one gets to see my true intentions

Oh baby, don't go there
If I invite you to see
Would it end with you scared

Oh baby, this is all that I bare
You can take what you want
But you have to be fair

Oh baby, don't go there
You can take what you want
But you have to be fair

I'm not the same after 1:58
My head only thinks of lust and hate
And I strive to be a good ol' boy but
Good ol' things don't give me good ol' joy

Oh baby, would it end with you scared
Oh baby

Que día es
Que si viernes, o jueves o miércoles
Dame sal!
Para poder saborear la misma mierda que ayer

Que día es
Que si viernes, o jueves o miércoles
Dame sal!
Para poder saborear la misma mierda que ayer

Ya no cantan las golondrinas
Están oscuras las avenidas
Extraño el baile, el grito
Tu gran apetito

Para poder saborear la misma mierda que ayer