"sucede que me canso de ser hombre"
rain trickles like blood/ your words are daggers and i am a voodoo doll at the mercy of your hands/ trample me in your confusion/ string me up as a puppet and watch me dance at your command/ there is no life within my veins/ i will feel no pain but your own/ so suck the poison from your wounds and spit it back at me/ i am your so-called toxicity/ go on and blame me/ i am (am i?) your so-called toxicity.there is no life within my veins. and i -- i will feel no pain (but your own).