The lyrics written by the artist Marcos Crespo talk about the sensation experienced after having finished a night of partying and begin to narrate the feelings after waking up, in his case, after having slept in the street. Throughout the song, he repeats the term "voy a explotar" in a symbolic way, referring to the fact that he can't stand this feeling any longer.
In the video he expresses a criticism, being a person in a street situation as can be seen in his clothes, staying out all night in the streets of the basement of Azca, an area of higher income and contrast shows the other side of the area, the decadence suffered in the same, which is seen in the music-video constantly. Images of dull colours, sequences of wounded and chaotic drawings, drawings of explosions, and so on. All of this comes together and combines appropriately with the meaning of the song and the feelings it conveys.
Depresión Sonora. Our Saturday music video. (Official Music Video). METALOCUS MUSIC PROJECT.
Credits.-
Voy a Explotar. ℗ 2022 Sonido Muchacho S.L.U.
Directed by.- Sergiososo.
Performed by.- Marcos Crespo.
Director of photography.- Pablo Garrido Carreras.
Editing.- Sergiososo.
Production.- Sergiososo and Pablo Garrido Carreras.
Production assistant.- Jesús Vázquez.
Colour.- Ana Alborés.
Graphic design.- Miguel Acosta.
Manager.- Irene Pérez Aguado.
Renting.- Lenso Films Services.
Wardrobe.- URI Without & Héctor Loureiro.
Make-up and hairdresser.- Ana Alborés.
Art.- Juan Carlos Camacho and Paula Fernández.
Assistant cameraman.- Irene Pérez Aguado.
Acknowledgements.- Avisual PRO, Kodak film.
Lyrics.-
Waking up in a doorway
Not knowing what you are doing wrong
To be reborn by vomiting
You'll never love again
You'll never love again
You'll never love again
To come back, to show again
Shit face, shit city
It burns my insides, I'm gonna explode
It burns my insides, I'm gonna explode
I'm gonna explode like a volcano
Don't nobody come near me, I'm going to stain you
Hate crime, it's personal
I'm gonna explode, I'm gonna explode
I'm gonna explode like a volcano
Turn off the lights, I don't want to look
Hate crime, it's personal
Nuclear alert
Traces of blood all over the street
Back home, nobody talk to me
I open the door, no one's ever been there
I look in the fridge, the food smells
Lying in bed, everything's spinning around me
Another day, another day with no strength
I wonder what's in my head
I can't take it anymore, I think I'm gonna explode
I'm gonna explode like a volcano
Don't nobody come near me, I'm going to stain you all
Hate crime, it's personal
I'm gonna explode, I'm gonna explode
I'm gonna explode like a volcano
Turn off the lights, I don't want to look
Hate crime, it's personal
Nuclear alert
I'm gonna explode
Nuclear alert
I'm going to explode
Nuclear alert
I'm going to explode
Nuclear alert
I'm going to explode
Nuclear alert