Everybody is tired and poor and sick of trying
If tu see me on the corner
Will tu stop o will tu splash me
Take a look at what we've become
Nothing más than silhouettes of
A pretty family on a postcard
Picture perfect, I don't want it
So I hold my breath 'til my corazón explodes
Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
You can steal my body but tu can't steal my soul
Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
Shitty weather, bad timing
Lucky penny glued to the ground
Dirty look from total stranger
Hope tu get lost and you're not found
Take a look at what we've become
Nothing más than silhouettes...
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