Remember my girlfriend?
I told you ’bout her.
I started the story,
here’s what happened next:
A monster appeared and
devoured my girl.
‘Twas living inside her,
attacked from within.
I was getting lonely
and trapped in a cage.
This was a new city,
I didn’t know shit.
When feeling so hopeless
I found new escapes,
like cyber relationships
and some fake friends.
It all started slowly,
new music, hard drugs.
Maybe next is salsa,
car races, parkour…
That’s when I developed
a parallel life
where I was “El Jefe”
and I had no wife.
There were now two monsters
sharing the same bed.
A shit bomb exploded,
hurtful things were said.
My girlfriend is gone now.
Time to be alone.
Don’t think for a second
this story is done.