Heart Attack - Hocico

I want to sing this evil prayer

To the loathsome bastards like me

They understand what I’m saying

Our days are numbered, no more playing

'Cause we destroy all what we love

'Cause destroy the smile and the soul

'Cause we destroy all what we love

'We are selfish and don’t care much

My days are numbered, I deserve to die

Don’t bless me now with a heart attack

I know myself I did some wrong

But I’m not ready yet to depart

I had a face, a reason to fight

Now I’m just a joke in my mind

I had a face, I had a soul

But now my heart just wants to stop!

Heart attack!

It’s a heart attack!

This is an evil prayer to the bastards like me

We are an evil creation, a cruel twist of fate

Tell me a different story something about real pain

I wish I could change the past now but I know I’m not god

I realize I’m just human and my heart will stop!