mi generación

I sold my soul for rock'n roll

recuerdo esos nostalgicos 1996 como la época perfecta

se jodía detras de las pistas, se tomaba la vida con calma

se superaban los retos con super nintendo

y me enamoraba de las vecinas despues de clase

Tocaba mis primeros arpegios de no comercial rock

y creia q la vida era un sitio complejo

me puse un piercing en la seja

para no ser como el resto

o como diría Tool:

There's a shadow just behind me,

shrouding every step I take,

making every promise empty,

pointing every finger at me.

Waiting like a stalking butler,

who upon the finger rests.

Murder now the path called must we,

just because the son has come.

Jesus, won't you fucking whistle, something but the past and done?

Why can't we not be sober?

Just want to start this over.

Why can't we drink forever?

I just want to start things over.