Hasta que me quede sin voz Lyrics English Translation by Leiva
I miss our wild years so much
Lying down in the tempest
Now I just live wrapped up in selfie orgies
Reversing post-tour depressions
Navigating hyperreality
Stuffed with crazy homicidal maniacs on Netflix
I haven’t slept through the night in months
My issue with alcohol grows
Could it be that I need help?
I’ve thought about it several times
There’s always a good excuse
And it doesn’t convince me
Serial killers, sourdough starter
TikToks and their fucking mother
Today’s world doesn’t belong to me
It’s just a kind of my own madhouse
What I can make out with one eye
Is reality enough
An insatiable world wounded by egos and hatreds
Look at the vultures bleeding the business dry
To me, everything sounds the same
An algorithm speeding up the heartbeat
Causing havoc
The neon lights are never what they seem
My terror before the show grows
Could it be I’m bordering on madness?
I’ve thought about it several times
They’re my peaks of bitterness and unfinished business
Serial killers, sourdough starter
TikToks and their fucking mother
Today’s world doesn’t belong to me
It’s just a kind of my own madhouse
Always those voices, those phantom voices
I’ve been unhinged for too long
Turning my back on myself
Always those voices, those phantom voices
I think I have to slow down
Take it easy
Always those voices, those phantom voices