God put a testa santa loca in America God Put a testa so maldita in America Away sometimes I feel that life is hiding away sometime I dig my soul to immaculate away in the end God put a testa santa loca in America in America God put a testa so maldita in America in America Today sometimes I believe your lies but I don’t do it today sometimes I feel the lies but I don’t do it today in the end you don’t know me in the end you don’t know me Take a closer look now tell me what you see close your eyes before you dare to touch the truth buried