Father
Dear father
Poor father
Never write me, never
Maybe he won't
Won't any "punk" behind him
Why you're gone away?
From me
Then I go,
Run again
Run again
Run again
Run again
Run
Run again
Everywhere
Where's the stop
It's a desease, it's complicated
Is not a chance feeling high and down
I've got the pills Doc
You never will come down this part
No Longer and never cry
In anywhere
In everywhere
Somewhere
Now I feel my voice on microphone!
Was
Uncovered
Was already found in the Darkness
Without no faith
Broken plates,
Disfigured
Nights of pain
Family
Molten iron hole
I'm really feeling stoned
When I smoke, a breath of my soul
When you live alone in this town
Who's on phone?
Oh well is him again
Is the breed racial
No money in my pocket
Passport to the general cop
It was tough. Explaining... why i'm here?
All confused!
Twisting my arm he said:
Why... Don't you call at you lawyer?
Well it was nasty 6 disease
I was near
Smelling all your fuckin' nazismo
Do you want me to explain you again?!
Hell! Why don't you leave me up to the town!
No get no crime
No I'm not surrended
No more
The people faith
Losing his faith
The people faith
Losing his faith!
Poor father
Never write me, never
Maybe he won't
Won't any "punk" behind him
Why you're gone away?
From me
Then I go,
Run again
Run again
Run again
Run again
Run
Run again
Everywhere
Where's the stop
It's a desease, it's complicated
Is not a chance feeling high and down
I've got the pills Doc
You never will come down this part
No Longer and never cry
In anywhere
In everywhere
Somewhere
Now I feel my voice on microphone!
Was
Uncovered
Was already found in the Darkness
Without no faith
Broken plates,
Disfigured
Nights of pain
Family
Molten iron hole
I'm really feeling stoned
When I smoke, a breath of my soul
When you live alone in this town
Who's on phone?
Oh well is him again
Is the breed racial
No money in my pocket
Passport to the general cop
It was tough. Explaining... why i'm here?
All confused!
Twisting my arm he said:
Why... Don't you call at you lawyer?
Well it was nasty 6 disease
I was near
Smelling all your fuckin' nazismo
Do you want me to explain you again?!
Hell! Why don't you leave me up to the town!
No get no crime
No I'm not surrended
No more
The people faith
Losing his faith
The people faith
Losing his faith!
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Writer(s): Miguel Montalban
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