I´m in a black wet room
I stand up and walk
But ones bars impede me to keep on
They scream sickeining things to me
´My lawyer told me “Trust in me and tell me what you did
So I can trade your stay”´(x2)
No… I didn´t do ´anything!!´ (x3)
I´m here unjustly
Well… I was buying an ice and suddenly
I heard a shooting and I turned over and saw
A Little girl with a shot in her belly”
So this is all, I have asked for the girl
But they don´t say me a thing
Lawyer said “Llul you… that child dies!
And that worsen all” (x2)
*There´s a Stone in my stomach
And sand in my throat
I wake up with fear
Cause I don´t want to pass that door
I´m not blind but my eyes can´t see anymore
My living is waiting for a day that could be tomorrow
Or within five years…
Who knows?*
*Chorus (x2)
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