Chele brings a raw honesty to ‘Pain Killer’s,’ a song that dives into the struggles of street life and personal demons. The performer writes lyrics that mix pain with resilience, while a team of composers, including Carlos Padial Sotomayor and Dim Crux, creates a haunting melody. The song tells the story of someone searching for light in the darkness of their reality.
Released: May 12, 2025
Pain Killer’s
Chele
Pain Killer’s Meaning & Lyrics (Chele)
The artist opens with the line, ‘Pure heart, but there are no feelings left,’ setting the tone for a life weighed down by betrayal and loss. Chele describes using substances as ‘terminal painkillers’ to numb the pain of a harsh upbringing. The lyrics also mention a ‘GlockBoyz’ and ‘baguette’ teeth, painting a vivid picture of survival and ambition in a tough world.
Corazón puro, pero ya no hay sentimientos, oh-oh-ohPure heart, but there are no feelings left, oh-oh-oh.
Qué miserable vida llevo, es lo que piensoWhat a miserable life I lead, that’s what I think.
Siempre que la gente habla, escucho y empiezo a maquinearWhenever people talk, I listen and start scheming.
En mi soledad me refugio y me siento genialI take refuge in my solitude and I feel great.
Pa’ el sufrimiento me autoreceté pain killers terminalFor the suffering, I prescribed myself terminal ‘painkillers’.
Y ni abusando con dos manos, Dios me quizo a mí soltarAnd even abusing them with both hands, God wanted to let me go.
Y aquí sigo sin lamentos, oh-oh-ohAnd here I am still without regrets, oh-oh-oh,
Buscando cómo manipular el tiempo, oh-oh-ohlooking for a way to manipulate time, oh-oh-oh.
Buscando crear luz y buenos momentosTrying to create light and good moments,
Buscando sanar cicatrices por dentrotrying to heal the scars inside,
Buscando que alguien entienda lo que sientolooking for someone to understand what I feel,
Pero solo con las sustancias yo me entiendobut I only understand myself with substances.
Yo siento que este estilo de vida que llevo me está matandoI feel like this lifestyle I’m leading is killing me,
Y el tiempo me voy restando, de noche me paso orandoand I’m running out of time, I spend my nights praying,
Y mis hermanos llorando, por un milagro rogandoand my brothers are crying, begging for a miracle,
Pa’ dejar de estar robando, con la maldad fornicandoto stop stealing, messing around with evil,
Y con los GLcKBoyz, tiros dandoand shooting with the ‘GlockBoyz’.
Esto no me llena, quien por gusto aquí se quemaThis doesn’t fulfill me, whoever burns here does it by choice.
Esto lo hago ahogando penas, y suenan las sirenasI do this to drown my sorrows, and the sirens sound.
Rencor dentro de mis venas, soy una persona buenaResentment runs through my veins, I am a good person,
Pero me crié en la calle y las muertes fueron mi escuelabut I grew up on the street and deaths were my school.
Atracando y si no trafico, F#nta’, tapas, p#ricoMugging, and if I don’t traffic, ‘f#nta’, caps, and ‘p#rico’.
Me faltas, te la aplico, este odio no lo explicoDisrespect me, and I’ll deal with you, I can’t explain this hate.
Que estoy hablando m#erda, muchos piensan “Qué charrito”That I’m talking sh#t, many think “What a joke,”
Y en mi cabeza hay voces pidiéndome sangre a gritosand in my head, there are voices screaming for blood.
Y trato de picharles, trato de enfocarmeAnd I try to ignore them, I try to focus,
Del montón burlarme, del mal alejarmeto mock the crowd, to distance myself from evil.
El corazón me arde aunque soy cobardeMy heart burns even though I’m a coward;
Viví en carne y hueso la traición de mi propia sangreI experienced the betrayal of my own blood in the flesh.
Por eso no confío, prefiero estar solo pasando fríoThat’s why I don’t trust, I prefer to be alone in the cold.
Por eso en la 1072 han metido al tíoThat’s why they locked up my uncle in the 1072.
Por eso solté el sello, me fui del barrioThat’s why I let go of the stamp, I left the neighborhood.
Cambié el carro y ya no bajo al caseríoI changed my car and I don’t go down to the projects anymore.
To’ los días vivo un infierno, cuidándome de los puercos, el gobiernoEvery day I live in hell, watching out for the cops, the government,
Cien enemigos ocultos, y dos o tres dolíos por cuernosa hundred hidden enemies, and two or three hurt by betrayal.
Hasta que no tenga los dientes echos en baguette, inviernoUntil I have my teeth done in baguettes, shining cold like winter,
Voy a’ romper al que sea así me llegue el descanso eternoI’m going to break anyone even if eternal rest comes for me.
Corazón puro, pero ya no hay sentimientos, oh-oh-ohPure heart, but there are no feelings left, oh-oh-oh.
Qué miserable vida llevo, es lo que piensoWhat a miserable life I lead, that’s what I think.
Siempre que la gente habla, escucho y empiezo a maquinearWhenever people talk, I listen and start scheming.
En mi soledad me refugio y me siento genialI take refuge in my solitude and I feel great.
Pa’ el sufrimiento me autoreceté pain killers terminalFor the suffering, I prescribed myself terminal ‘painkillers’.
Y ni abusando con dos manos, Dios me quizo a mí soltarAnd even abusing them with both hands, God wanted to let me go.
Y aquí sigo sin lamentos, oh-oh-ohAnd here I am still without regrets, oh-oh-oh,
Buscando cómo manipular el tiempo, oh-oh-ohlooking for a way to manipulate time, oh-oh-oh.
Buscando crear luz y buenos momentosTrying to create light and good moments,
Buscando sanar cicatrices por dentrotrying to heal the scars inside,
Buscando que alguien entienda lo que sientolooking for someone to understand what I feel,
Pero solo con las sustancias yo me entiendobut I only understand myself with substances.
Pain Killer’s Music Video
The meaning of ‘Pain Killer’s’ is a cry for understanding and healing. The lyrics show the struggle to escape a cycle of violence and despair while searching for moments of peace.