mala sangre

You weren't afraid of the mess I made

You laughed it off

You didn't wonder what my window-side line was

You just heated up

(He just wrecks it all)

What the hell am I supposed to do with

A real gentleman

Mi queridísimo

Así es

(He lives on with that)

It looks as if they are trying to do away with each other

While holding one another tightly

But the truth is their insides melded into golden outlines

An amorous blood-letting act of analog pulse lights

Modificando la luz alrededor

You could barely see through their wet, glistening nonsense

Alterados, literalmente disociados

In the air, floating, pulsing, flare

Are they dead or alive?

You were not afraid of the mess I made

You laughed it off

You just took it all

(He just wrecks it all)

A ver, saca esa ya esa dosis de aceleración que traes encima, coño

(You didn't wonder what my window-side line was)

Y todo ese pasado tan trivial

(You just heated up)

¿Sabes qué puedes hacer?

Soltar un buen aullido

(He just wrecks it all)

Soltar toda esa prosa con todos sus gritos

(And that's my way)

Y pasa pa' allí, que sé que puedes ser más

Mucho más que aburrimiento fino