Alcohol, Oh alcohol,
a few drinks I said?,
well, I don’t know the exact number,
who counts?
What did I drink? It was beer? I don’t like beer.. mm??
Fuck (I don't curse)
it was that last one drink, is always the last drink, all people know that….
F**** it was the last one, I knew it.
The black bird told me
"don't drink that one"…
I should have listen to him.. he was right.
I remember the song,
Joy Division… what it was?...DISORDER,
that’s it, I still got it in my head,
“It's getting faster, moving faster now, it's getting out of hand”
I could repeat those words over and over.
The guy with the tattoos..
who was that guy? I've seen him before, I am sure..
he ask me for a smoke… I gave him one…
but I don’t fucking smoke (and curse)…
but I had the smokes..
well…
I don’t remember smoking..
and then
I found my mistake
She asked me for a cigarette too,
then she blew all the smoke in my face,
laugh?,
then she kissed my friend
bastard!
well...
So…… no girl……. Now is when you get that feeling… yes, you know… the feeling of…
if I am not the one getting the girl
I am the one starting the fight,
coz.. after all, we love to be the centre of attention…
and before you know it,
you think you are some kind of “karate kid”
now I remember my mom saying
"you shouldn't watch so much tv"
because
where is f***ing “MYGAGI” when you need him,
F*** that guy is big,
how was this “fight” thing about?? O yes…
This isn’t working…
cmon guys, my best friend is kissing the girl I suppose to be kissing...
I just... I just...
I just have one way out, “marica el último”,
“run FORREST, run”
And then,
The night is over,
The headache comes,
the smell to tobacco (but I don’t smoke)
The coughing..f*** that hurts
The heavy tongue
I am getting old for this shit
Remember, all started with a few drinks, as usual, as always..