Chacatrán Lyrics - Singles - Los Blasphem

Sarcastic, nasty, electrical your soul 

Little strangers talk about entrusts 

Awoke and thought those words wasn't solution 

The blood just paint their minds with your intuition 

Chuck! 

Welcome friend to my wonderful world 

I ride a train my goal is now here town 

And now my dreams are disguised as confusion 

The blood just paint their minds with your intuition 

Wake up, it's time 

Don't let them hold, your breath 

Wake up, don't stop 

Awoke and thought those words wasn't solution 

The blood just paint their minds with your intuition 

Wake up, it's time 

Don't let them hold, your breath 

Wake up, don't stop