I have my heart broken
From so many things I want to tell you
So many things I want to explain
And they don't come out of my mouth
And they shatter my soul
It's hard to make them come out from here.
In that never-ending story
That dilemma I can't stop thinking about
And it is that it provokes to my body
A virus that almost chokes
It's hard, deciding here
It is that I want to talk
It is that I want to talk
Throw this dirt out of me.
I look for a solution
Tequila or whisky
Something that makes me at least babble
This that drives me crazy
This that uncontrols my dreams
That complicates my life
I try, I accept,
Ready to give explanations
And now, I don't know where to start
And it is that it provokes to my body
A virus that almost chokes
And I can't decide here.
It is that I want to talk
It is that I want to talk
Throw this dirt out of me.
It is that I want to talk
It is that I want to talk
Throw this dirt out of me.