I have drifted down a cobble stone road and twisted my leg a bit.
I do not look at where i had fell but where i had slipped.
The reasons why i missed that step was because i've gone off track.
Now i must get it straight so i can get on back.
No more mental games with my head.
no more emotions laying there dead.
I will not store them if they have no use
for i cannot take more abuse.
From past times and past lies all this past that i deny
No more bitterness, no more wines, now my time to really shine
Back on top this cobble stone road, as i travel this town in mexico.
Jelepa's the place where I've gone to learn more,
and i learned more of myself then ever before .