La vida son problemas
pare si confio muy normalizado
no resaltaba no era muy diferenciado
era simple era simple y corriente
era uno mas entre toda la gente
pero detras de ese telon de rosas
su vida se tornaba dificil y asquerosa
detras de ese muro vende carton
la ira se iniciaba esa era su creacion
tal vez decrecia seguia engullendo
problema tras problema iba creciendo
la ira trago los problemas de tus viejos
los vio de cerca y ahora estan lejos
sintio de cerca el romper del omido
lo que antes era uno ahora es dividido
la bestia tragaba todo el mal rato
era insaciable pero aun estaba harto
tambien trago el mal de los amigos
llevandose mas problemas consigo mismo
de cerca vio como subian en la mierda
le tiro de las manos la maldita hierba
sintio como se ahogaban en la bebida
el le busco otra sana salida
el trago las depresiones
el le saco del joder de los amores
y la bestia tragaba todo el mal rato
era insaciable pero aun estaba harto
tambien trago el problema con el estudio
amor a la ira a libros repudio
vio de cerca la caida del saber
no la puede subir la ira crece en el
trago la mierda de los profesores
que alimentaban la bestia sin temores
trago los problemas juntos pura confianza
ahora es pesimismo lo que antes esperanza
vio de cerca como se fue de su lado
una vez mas unido separado
esta no fue su decision
es carne de ira es carne de traicion
ahora la bestia es amo de el
ahora no sabe o sabe ni que hacer
la ira lo despego de sus hermanos
es arrastrado del diablo es esta mano
ahora no hay orden en su vida
empieza a pensar que no hay salida
la ira domina toda su mente
aparta lo esconde de la gente
esta solo ya se ha acabado
su ama se refleja en su cuerpo tirado
esta en el suelo con la cabeza abierta
la bestia disparo ya es carne muerta
en la recamara quedan solo tres balas
eran su problemas cual fue disparada
un trofeo mas para la bestia de la ira
parada conexion asesina
yo te dire lo que no pudo decir
nunca dejes que domine en ti
yo dare fin a su principio
manten tu interior fuerte y limpio
yo pondre comas a tus frases
no dejes que la ira se te sobrepase
gabare cuento y final a sus palabras
no pienses que el final esta en una bala
tu sabes porque lo digo hermano
no dejes que los problemas te robe la vida de las manos
se fuerte es tragi para tu ayuda
hay senda mother fucker house
Life is Problems
seems like if I trust very normalized
it didn't stand out, it wasn't very different
it was simple, it was simple and ordinary
it was just one more among all the people
but behind that curtain of roses
his life became difficult and disgusting
behind that wall, he sells cardboard
the anger began, that was his creation
maybe it decreased, it kept engulfing
problem after problem, it kept growing
the anger swallowed your parents' problems
saw them up close and now they're far away
felt up close the breaking of the bond
what was once one is now divided
the beast swallowed all the bad times
it was insatiable but still fed up
it also swallowed the bad from friends
taking more problems with himself
saw up close how they rose in the shit
he threw away the damn weed from their hands
felt how they drowned in alcohol
he looked for another healthy way out
he swallowed the depressions
he got him out of the fucking of loves
and the beast swallowed all the bad times
it was insatiable but still fed up
it also swallowed the problem with studying
love to anger, repudiate books
saw up close the fall of knowledge
he can't raise it, anger grows in him
swallowed the shit from the teachers
who fed the beast without fears
swallowed the problems together, pure trust
now it's pessimism, what was once hope
saw up close how it went away from his side
once again united, separated
this was not his decision
he's anger's flesh, he's betrayal's flesh
now the beast is his master
now he doesn't know or knows what to do
anger separated him from his brothers
he's dragged by the devil, it's this hand
now there's no order in his life
he starts to think there's no way out
anger dominates his whole mind
keeps it hidden from people
he's alone, it's over
his love is reflected in his lifeless body
he's on the ground with his head open
the beast shot, now he's dead meat
in the chamber, there are only three bullets
they were his problems, which one was shot
one more trophy for the anger beast
standing, killer connection
I'll tell you what he couldn't say
never let it dominate you
I'll put an end to its beginning
keep your inner self strong and clean
I'll put commas in your sentences
don't let anger overwhelm you
I'll record the story and end to his words
don't think the end is in a bullet
you know why I say it, brother
don't let problems steal your life from your hands
be strong, it's tragic for your help
there's a path, motherfucker, house