Letra de Smile now, cry later

The Voodoo lady must have put a spell on me,
(Because) I´m not the same as I used to be.
No regrets, just lack of memories,
And always sleeping with the enemy.

There´s no luck in Nevada,
Just misfortune and misery.
Hiding behind Elvis Presley,
The devil sits there waiting for me.

I wake up at the Happy Hour
With all the miserable souls like me,
To soak my thoughts of poverty
And hiding pain with shots of cheap whiskey.

Cut-out pictures on my concrete walls
Tell the story (of) what I´ve left behind,
Tattoos teardrops under my eyes
Prove that even locos cry.

Smile now, cry later.
Smile now.

Sometimes I see that guy that has it figured out,
Is he happy with prosperity?
Taking no risk, so ordinary,
Walking the line of conformity.

Tears of a clown locked in a cage.
I read the book with missing pages.
Is it sorrow or frustration
That keeps me in this reality?

Smile now, cry later.
Smile now.