Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tóxico Destino, artist - Santaflow. Album song Red Vol.3: Las Cenizas del Apocalipsis, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Magnos Enterprise
Song language: Spanish
Tóxico Destino(original) |
Rímel a prueba de bombas de Corea del Norte a Islas |
Tacones de punta en arenas movedizas, milagros y estigmas |
Ya probó el pelo largo, las trenzas, la cresta |
Ya se afeitó media cabeza |
Ya compró por eBay extensiones |
Ya rezó a Dios, a Buda, a Alá y a Satán, a Krishna |
Ya fumó, esnifó |
Se metió ácido dentro del párpado |
Ya cocinó entre químicos su tóxico destino |
Ya orinó sobre un pervertido |
Ya probó el bondage imprudente, el sexo asesino |
El gangbang, DP con un follón de hippies y no es suficiente |
Ya cantó borracha «I always love you» |
Ya adoró a Kurt Cobain |
Y después lo odió cuando descubrió a Muse |
Ya se hizo bisexual, pansexual, antrosexual, demisexual y asexual |
¿¡Por qué!? |
¡Porque la vida me aburre y nada es mucho! |
Porque me siento una imbécil al sonreír en un mundo mustio |
Porque me odio a mí, odio a mi país, odio a mi gente |
Porque es obligatorio sentir el odio para sentirme inteligente |
Ya ha sido filósofa en Twitter, activista en Facebook |
Modelo en Instagram de andar por casa |
Analfabeta en el Whatsapp |
Ya prometió no amar |
Ya le rompieron el corazón de niña |
Ya se manifestó sin saber que se manifestaba contra sí misma |
Ya se ha tatuado símbolos de ideologías contrapuestas |
Quiere ser más que nadie |
Tener respuestas a esa pregunta eterna |
«Más que nadie» ese es su lema |
Ella mostró soluciones sin preguntarse si ella era el problema |
Y es que tiene un infierno dentro |
Y ese sufrir le hace sentir que ella es el centro |
Del universo, pero eso es un mal cuento |
Que se cuenta y no se da cuenta, es otro intento |
De llamar la atención, la misma canción, pero |
Pasa la vida y no hay salida de ese averno |
Cada fase sólo fue un parche, el fuero interno |
Lo sabe y a veces nace un remordimiento |
La disonancia cognitiva, en contra 'el tiempo |
Quiso escapar |
Ella se sintió diferente y buscó gente igual |
Que paradoja la persona y su necesidad |
De pertenecer a rebaños y reconfortar |
Una conciencia con mentiras para soportar |
Estar con ella misma un día y otro día más |
Con paranoia va matando la objetividad |
Quiere vivir dentro de una burbuja de cristal y estar |
Justificando cada acto miserable con su verdad |
Qué fácil es echar la culpa de lo que siente a los demás |
Y refugiarse en la anestesia de la mediocridad social |
Aunque sonría en cada fotografía sé que por dentro está fatal |
Quiere que el mundo le recompense por haber pasado fatiga |
Cuando la caga, que es a menudo nunca permite que se lo digan |
Nadie le daba nada, lo que le falta es responsabilidad |
Y ese es el tema, que va de víctima buena y es un cáncer |
¡Mira! |
Todos tenemos nuestras luchas internas |
Me da igual si tienes concha o carajo entre las piernas |
Ese no es el tema |
No proyectes fuera tu debilidad, tu miseria |
¡Yo me cago en los colectivos separatistas de mierda! |
No es un problema que venga de los demás |
Es tu capacidad para afrontar la realidad |
Es algo personal que quieres disfrazar porque eres débil e incapaz |
Y esta sociedad decadente alimenta esa fragilidad |
Pero el mundo real contiene oscuridad, dificultad |
Si no lo puedes aguantar |
¡Bórrate ya y deja a los fuertes avanzar! |
(translation) |
Bombproof Mascara from North Korea to Islands |
Pointed heels in quicksand, miracles and stigmata |
Already tried the long hair, the braids, the mohawk |
He already shaved half his head |
Already bought extensions on eBay |
He has already prayed to God, to Buddha, to Allah and to Satan, to Krishna |
He already smoked, he snorted |
Acid got inside the eyelid |
He already cooked his toxic destiny between chemicals |
Already pissed on a pervert |
Already tried reckless bondage, killer sex |
The gangbang, DP with a bunch of hippies and it's not enough |
She already sang drunk "I always love you" |
Already adored Kurt Cobain |
And then he hated it when he discovered Muse |
It already became bisexual, pansexual, antrosexual, demisexual and asexual |
Why!? |
Because life bores me and nothing is much! |
Because I feel like a fool to smile in a grim world |
Because I hate myself, I hate my country, I hate my people |
Because it is mandatory to feel hate to feel smart |
She has already been a philosopher on Twitter, an activist on Facebook |
Model on Instagram walking around the house |
Illiterate on Whatsapp |
She already promised not to love |
They already broke her heart as a girl |
She already manifested herself without knowing that she was manifesting against herself |
Symbols of opposing ideologies have already been tattooed |
She wants to be more than anyone |
Have answers to that eternal question |
"More than anyone" that is his motto |
She showed solutions without wondering if she was the problem |
And it is that she has a hell inside |
And that suffering of hers makes her feel that she is the center |
Of the universe, but that's a bad story |
That she realizes and doesn't realize it, is another attempt |
To get attention, the same song, but |
Life goes by and there is no way out of that hell |
Each phase was just a patch, the inner |
She knows it and sometimes a remorse is born |
Cognitive dissonance, against 'time |
wanted to escape |
She felt different and she looked for the same people |
That she paradoxes the person and his need |
Of belonging to herds and comforting |
A conscience with lies to bear |
Being with herself one day and another day |
With paranoia she is killing objectivity |
She wants to live inside a glass bubble and be |
Justifying every wretched act with its truth |
How easy it is to blame what you feel on others |
And take refuge in the anesthesia of social mediocrity |
Although I smile in every photograph I know that inside it is fatal |
He wants the world to reward him for having passed fatigue |
When he fucks up, which is often he never lets them tell him |
Nobody gave him anything, what he lacks is responsibility |
And that is the theme, that he is a good victim and is a cancer |
Look! |
We all have our inner struggles |
I don't care if you have a shell or a fuck between your legs |
This is not topic |
Do not project out your weakness, your misery |
I shit on the fucking separatist groups! |
It is not a problem that comes from others |
It is your ability to face reality |
It is something personal that you want to disguise because you are weak and incapable |
And this decadent society feeds that fragility |
But the real world contains darkness, difficulty |
If you can't take it |
Erase yourself now and let the strong advance! |