HÉCTOR CASTAÑEDA

The first time I saw her the angels appeared,

I knew what had to be done.

The blood in my veins mixed with MDMA

Jesus Christ told me I was in love.

The black of her hair matched the color I wear

And the color that sits in my lungs.

Just one kiss on her lips and I ceased to exist,

And the devil he won't ever come (he won't ever come).

Somebody killed my baby in the days I've been gone.

She's gone up to heaven where I know she doesn't belong.

I'll do anything my friends to see her again

Even though I know it be wrong,

I'll make a deal with the Devil that's right by god.

I'll make a deal with the Devil that's right by god.

I know it was him, I seen him before

Hanging around my baby's back door.

He might think its fate that I come to this place

And I…

Death won't take me 

Death won't knock on my door 

Death won't sing in the church on my wedding day, 

Death don't love me anymore 

 We don't give her funerals anymore 

We just live on for ever more