Cómplices is the eighteenth studio album released by Mexican pop singer Luis Miguel. The album was released worldwide on May 6, 2008. It is one of the most highly anticipated projects by the artist. The first rumors about this disc was that it was going to be a duet album, but it was not until March of that same year that the first details of the album were released. For this album, the singer received a Grammy Award nomination for Best Latin Pop Vocal Album.
This was rumored as a duet album (like Papito by Spanish singer Miguel Bosé). But in early March, the first official details from the album were released. In this report that the label made public, the first promotional picture was shown, and that it would be an album with all new songs. It was also revealed that Manuel Alejandro participated in the production and composition.
However, on April 1 of the same year, new details were mentioned. The name Cómplices was made official name for the album, revealing that the release date will be May 6. Also, a radio station on United States played what is seem to be the actual single. It was played in a very popular Latin radio show. And again, the piracy made that the song was made to be found complete on internet. By April 2, the song was very popular on the Internet. As a consequence of this, is rumoured that Warner Music executives decide to change the date of the single release. The release was officially made in USA at April 3. In Latin America and Europe, it was still April 7.
(Verse 1)
Do you still remember the first time that you killed?
The shocking and the horror, so plented by the thrill.
The perving surge of power.
The crushing of the weak.
Have mercy on the gentle soul
Soar in our sented meek.
(Chorus)
You can not wash it from your mouth.
The taste of blood just won't wash out.
You feel it coursing through your veins.
You feel it driving you insane.
(Verse 2)
Do you still remember exactly how it feels?
The power, it's adrenaline. So hard you'll grind your teeth.
The lights begin to blur, it burrows in so deep.
We kill and fuckin' fuck and kill.
It haunts you in your sleep.
(Chorus)
You can not wash it from your mouth.
The taste of blood just won't wash out.
You feel it coursing through your veins.
You feel it driving you insane.
(Verse 3)
We're killing in the classrooms
We're killing in the streets.
We're killing in the hospital
To keep our bodies free.
(Chorus)
You can not wash it from your mouth.
The taste of blood just won't wash out.
You feel it coursing through your veins.