I'm getting tired
of walking too much
It's been two hours I'm
behind a little of grass.
I keep turning alone
and I say to myself "there's no other way"
I look like an isolated, baby
who doesn't know where he is.
I want my piece
Why don't you give it to me
I've already put money
and the piece isn't here.
Damn your sister
damn this city
Sometimes I feel like
start crying.