Del sabor del barro del reciente temor del aire. de ciudad sin baile de la lluvia que nada dió. del amor dañado de un abrazo muy poco amable. del dolor restante de la ropa del mal color.
If you a playa, get it now like a playa. Get it down like a playa, spit a round like a playa. If you a playa, roll an ounce like a playa. Get an ounce like a playa, bounce like a playa.
Alright yeah. Would ya love me? Alright. Would ya hate me? Watch this yo. I know ya love me, alright. I know ya hate me, Clue. Would ya love me? Brand new Duro.
Countin' stars was a waste of time. In the sultry heat of that August night. We both knew what was really on our minds. When we said let's take a ride.
Pale and skinny girl lives in the middle of a mountain. Long golden hair, someone pull her out. She walks across a parking lot. With two quarters in her hand.
Left without goodbye to the city. To find a quiet place of our own. A little house on the hill. Yeah, I can see you still. . Your golden hair and moonlight.
an overwhelming understanding. of chaos brings you to your knees. impurities make me the way I am. the dirt in my veins. the games on my thoughts. the stains on your face.
I've got hope. But I can't talk about the future. I've got desire. But I can't exercise it on my own. . Time won't solve this predicament. Time won't solve this predicament.
Play your games with my limp joints. Idolize it's wet paper skin. Listen to the cast preach your life. And infest you with disease. Dress me up with a three piece tourniquet.
We're just the braces amidst. These selfish trials and fits. Not so safe or scared or dumb is the rest. Our unravelling has just. Enough of it here to be.
when we were young we would dress like heroes that we loved. in our minds we could visit far off lands. . and we'd vow that the day. never would it come when.
F*** it's back again. Just go away. The image of you still appears always. You were everything I wanted. You just slipped away. Yeah you want me to leave my head.
Nothing goes on too long. Nothing goes on too long. Nothing goes on too long. Nothing goes on too long. . Well I told the truth when I fucked the lives.
It's just a holiday for you. Another holiday for you. . Let them inject you, inject you freely. The sores of truth repriged. Truth mended with the razors-deny.
Por amor nacimos. Y muchas veces por amor morimos. Se que tu corazn no es para miiii. . Sin dormir bebiendo wiski por ti. Y una triste expresin solo keda en mi.
This house of shit. And I live in it. In this house of shit. And I breathe in it. . Said don't you want to feed the blind?. This festival of demise. Kissed you lead the blind.
This virus. Piss virus. . I fuckin' hate you well I fuckin' hate myself. Tear me off these computer wings of cyanide. I cannot take myself, can't tolerate myself.
I'm on your side. And we're always right. It's perfect. And worth it. . And you're on my side. And we're always right. It's the circuit. That gets worse yet.
(Amelle Berrabah). Step me tonight. And i have clear. Plug me in the wall. Listen after me. And i parade have a mine. And i sweets coming. Just we updates going me.
(Verse). I could play your dirty game. Spin a web around your name. Keep my feelings for myself yea. And I could look into your eyes. Tell you all those pretty lies.