I wanna die, These tears are too So I confess my loneliness I got more in me,
I treat a hoe like a dyke, until she get my game down right
And the clouds hang low
Love is the light
This is for children who break rules
Sin Compromisos
My clay's reposing somewhere near
Hear silver trumpets will trill in Arabic streets of Seville
But that's not the way love is
Recently Mama's crying all the time
They started calling me Two Time Johnny