Mis infiernos English translation

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Please send me the paper as a download
The word, rhythm and melody of therapy
They saved me in my bitter adolescence
I vomited my fears in songs hugging a guitar

I have spent half my life enduring
Smiling, holding back, biting my lip
I say what I think, but I take care of my manners
I take care of the content and the form with love so that it does not hurt

But it is shot in cold blood
They take you to trial, they condemn you, it doesn't matter if you shut up or say
Why don't you inform yourself before judging?
Focus on your life and leave mine alone

What do you know about my hells?
What do you know about my demons?
Fed up with your morality lessons
You would like to have my integrity
What do you know about my hells?
What do you know about my demons?
Easy to spit your hate from the bar counter
I would love to see you in my place

Sister, you live in the most turbulent times in history (aha)
Lack of love and plenty of cruelty
Sister, here the vulture is exalted and the dove is humiliated
Society has become cold and distant
You have to be strong not to get carried away by paranoia
It has become difficult to distinguish reality
You remain as you are, shining among the dross
With your voice and with your personality (without fear)
follow her

This Black Mirror scares me
This desire to show it before living it (yeah)
View your entire life through a filter (filter)
Compare the light of your eyes with the eyes of your idols
I still feel like an imposter (no)
The paternalism of gentlemen makes me doubt my work (uh!)
Did everything I have fall from the sky?
I continue to demonstrate my attitude and my talent

Damn who shows happiness (ouch!)
They want to impose how you have to be, what you have to feel and who to love (ah!)
But they can't take a step back
There is no prison that encompasses all of our (freedom)

What do you know about my hells? (What do you know?)
What do you know about my demons?
Fed up with your morality lessons
You would like to have my integrity
What do you know about my hells? (What do you know?)
What do you know about my demons? (What do you know?)
Easy to spit your hate from the bar counter
I would love to see you in my place

I would love to see you writing the topic
Doing the song, doing shows, interviews, video clips
Brings you home!

To you who promised that you would never forget me (blah-blah-blah-blah)
You drank even my blood, you look at me with superiority
This is all the time I'm going to dedicate to you
This is all the time I'm going to dedicate to you (I don't have time to play)

Who are you to evaluate me?
Who are you to evaluate me?

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