Jodiana - La Polla Records

Busco la senda y busca el camino acabarás mareao

Que vida perra será tu destino, quien ha escrito tu guión

La libertad vive en una estatua en medio de Nueva York

Y todo el mundo ha cedido a su pánico interior

Veo la gente que va por la calle, veo tu tristeza

Creen que es cosa de mala suerte y no lo comprenden?

Oigo que mueren millares de seres

A causa del hambre pero no es cierto

Quieren que envidies un lujo imposible

Que consiguieron timando a tus padres

Veo la policía mirando con arrogancia

Y creo que hay asesinos que saben como matarnos

Dime porqué no sacar la cabeza de tanta mediocridad

Dime quien vive en el piso de arriba, pudiera ser la razón

Parece que lo de menos quien causa tanto dolor

Y la verdad va descalza pidiendo para comer

Quien tiene tiempo para pensar con esta paranoia

Nadie decide que puede hacer con su maldito tiempo

Dime que más deberemos hacer para mantener este puto sistema

Dime a quien conviene que vivas en la locura

I look for the path and look for the road you will end up dizzy

What a bitch life will be your destiny, who has written your script

Liberty lives in a statue in the middle of New York

And everyone has given in to their inner panic

I see the people walking down the street, I see your sadness

They think it's bad luck and they don't understand it?

I hear that thousands of beings die

Because of hunger but it's not true

They want you to envy an impossible luxury

What did they get by scamming your parents

I see the police looking arrogantly

And I think there are killers who know how to kill us

Tell me why not get your head out of so much mediocrity

Tell me who lives upstairs, could be the reason

It seems that it doesn't matter who causes so much pain

And the truth goes barefoot asking to eat

Who has time to think with this paranoia

Nobody decides what they can do with their damn time

Tell me what else we must do to maintain this fucking system

Tell me who should you live in madness