Ansiedad Vol. 3
Levántate ducha y café
Sorpresa es lunes otra vez
Tienes que sudar
Porque tienes que currar
Porque tienes que ganar pa pagar
No se que pa' encajar yo que se
Solo se que pa esto no hay cura
Que agota y satura
Me pasa factura
Ya no hay cobertura, la muerte es segura
Mm. De la vida a veces tengo dudas
Dime tu quien te asegura
Que vas a estar a la altura
Cuando no tengas a nadie cuando nadie te da ayuda
Párate, párate y madura que no va pa tras' cada vez más dura
Desde que naces hasta que te arrugas
Lo malo rápido y lo bueno tortuga, ansiedad tortura
Y Dios ayuda al que madruga pero justo en tu caso se la suda
Date prisa llegas tarde
No hay excusas que contarte
Tienes que correr
Porque tienes que llegar
Porque tienes que coger ese bus o ese tren y ya vas que no ves
Solo oyes a esa voz gritarte que no es bastante con esforzarse
Que no eres libre en ninguna parte
Que la vida va dos pasos por delante
Que la mitad no razone
Y la otra mitad no perdone
Que si vale mucho duele y quien te quiere no abandona
Espérate, espérate y reacciona
Tienes que cambiar lo que no funciona
Hay que dejar atrás al que te traiciona
Lo bueno se acaba y lo malo obsesiona
Ansiedad presiona y
Dios perdona al que reflexiona pero en tu caso piensa que te jodan
(Levántate ducha y cafe, sorpresa es lunes otra vez)
Anxiety Vol. 3
Get up, shower and coffee
Surprise, it's Monday again
You have to sweat
Because you have to work
Because you have to earn to pay
I don't know how to fit in, what do I know?
I only know that there is no cure for this
That exhausts and saturates
It takes its toll on me
There is no longer any coverage, death is certain
Mm. I sometimes have doubts about life
Tell me who insures you
That you will be up to the task
When you have no one, when no one gives you help
Stop, stop and grow up, it's not going backwards, it's getting harder and harder
From the moment you are born until you wrinkle
Bad things are fast and good things are turtle, anxiety is torture
And God helps those who get up early, but in your case, he doesn't give a damn
Hurry up, you're late
There are no excuses to tell you
You have to run
Because you have to arrive
Because you have to take that bus or that train and you're already going so far that you can't see
You only hear that voice shouting at you that it is not enough to try hard
That you are not free anywhere
That life is two steps ahead
That half does not reason
And the other half does not forgive
That if it's worth a lot it hurts and whoever loves you doesn't abandon you
Wait, wait and react
You have to change what doesn't work
You have to leave behind the one who betrays you
The good things come to an end and the bad things haunt us
Anxiety presses and
God forgives those who reflect, but in your case, he thinks you're screwed
(Get up, shower and coffee, surprise it's Monday again)