Cuchillos English Lyrics and Track Meaning — Foudeqush | Prayers
Foudeqush and Prayers offer a gritty anthem about betrayal and survival in CUCHILLOS. Angela Paola Maldonado and Sam Katz write the raw lyrics, while Maldonado, Andres Rodriguez Colin, and others create a tense, electronic beat. The song mixes defiance with the paranoia of trusting no one.
Released: November 21, 2025
CUCHILLOS
Foudeqush | Prayers
Lyricist
Angela Paola Maldonado, Sam Katz
Composer
Angela Paola Maldonado Flores, Andres Rodriguez Colin & Others
CUCHILLOS Lyrics English Translation by Foudeqush | Prayers
Foudeqush describes the physical and emotional toll left by someone’s departure, showing scars as proof of pain. The poet asks ‘What am I supposed to do with the glass you left scattered’ (¿Qué hago con los cristales que dejaste regados?), a question about enduring the mess left behind. The performer chooses isolation over company, comparing fake friends to lurking vampires who fear her inner light.
No puedo confiar en nadieI can’t trust a single soul,
Si quieres que te expliqueif you want me to explain.
No puedo confiar en nadieI can’t trust a single soul,
Si quieres que te expliqueif you want me to explain.
Solo mira mi pielJust look at my skin,
Mira bien las cicatricesand take a good look at these scars.
¿Qué hago con los cristales que dejaste regados?What am I supposed to do with the glass you left scattered?
Me cortaron los pies, me cortaron las manosIt’s cut my feet and it’s cut my hands.
Derramé mucha sangre, pero sigo de pieI’ve shed so much blood, but I’m still standing.
Me quedé con lo bueno, yo nunca te traicionéI held onto what was good; I never betrayed you.
Son tantos cuchillos-chillosThere are so many knives, knives,
Que cada vez vienen con más filo-filoand each time they come with a sharper edge, edge.
Hay en el pasillo-illoThere’s someone in the hallway, hallway,
Alguien que quiere tener lo mío-íowho’s trying to take what’s mine, mine.
Y a cada quien le toca lo que le tocaEveryone ends up with exactly what they deserve,
Cada loca con su loco y cada loco con su locaeach wild soul with their match, and each madman with his own.
No hagas como que te está hablando La VirgenDon’t play innocent, acting like ‘The Virgin Mary’ is speaking through you.
Cuando más te necesité fue cuando tú te fuisteWhen I needed you most was the moment you walked away.
Mejor me quedo aquí solo, que me acompañe la drogaI’d rather stay here alone, letting my ‘vices’ keep me company.
A la primera que pueden, estas p#rras traicionanAt the first chance they get, these ‘tr#acherous ones’ will betray you.
Como vampiro en la sombra, mi luz les asombraLike a vampire lurking in the shadows, my light leaves them stunned.
A la primera que pueden, estas p#rras traicionanAt the first chance they get, these ‘tr#acherous ones’ will betray you.
No puedo confiar en nadieI can’t trust a single soul,
Si quieres que te expliqueif you want me to explain.
Solo mira mi pielJust look at my skin,
Mira bien las cicatricesand take a good look at these scars.
Son tantos cuchillos-chillosThere are so many knives, knives,
Que cada vez vienen con más filo-filoand each time they come with a sharper edge, edge.
Hay en el pasillo-illoThere’s someone in the hallway, hallway,
Alguien que quiere tener lo mío-íowho’s trying to take what’s mine, mine.
No puedo confiar en nadieI can’t trust a single soul.
The meaning of ‘CUCHILLOS’ is surviving deep betrayal. The lyrics detail how scars become armor in a world filled with sharper edges, turning pain into power.
