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Anti
02:36
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3. |
Señal Arquetípica
01:45
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Yeah, let me express myself
Let us express ourselves
We don't need your permission
That's the reason again
Let me speak up, I feel
And one day, one day You'll be the last
Your closest person who chooses through the past
Don't ask me anything, I'm feeling right
I torture torture to get the vibe
I torture and
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4. |
Abortaroga
01:06
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Woah
Where the fuck have we been?
Troublesome, god is doomed
Now I can't see
Purgatory is indeed
Necessary of being, please
Sorry son
I got them on me
Tired now
From Saint's row street
Narina, Not enough in here
Walking by
The abortaroga feels
I got them on me
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5. |
A Paradox In Life
02:21
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I kill the people
Right on, Right one
For the three-shold(?)
A Paradox In Life
I don't away when is
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El Purgatorio
01:20
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Por Favor, No Me Mates
02:18
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Solitaire
02:45
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Woh, unforgivable
In the name of the cannibal
I think you're edible
But you're an animal
I got no anima
I got no limo
I got my champs
Resting in El Limbo
I couldn't afford one
But yeah, one little
That night in El Cuco del Nido
I don't need of
Heavy deeds or rippled bliss
Through the window
A kind of simplicity in the simple
No story to tell, I'm counting to zero
To the count of the majorblows who kill people
Serenity to the mind is remedy for fiebre (to fiebre)
I dress myself like I'm a motherfucking zebra
I ae' music because is the closest thing to freedom
The knowledge of the being
I see it in the middle
Walking alone
By the narrow meadows
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He vuelto a romper un espejo
He pasado por debajo una escalera
No sé cuantas veces lo he hecho
No sé cuándo podré volver a verla
Enfermedad que no tiene remedio
Con esta creo que me entero de la que es buena
Ahora ya lo creo, si, lo veo
En un breve espacio sobre estas fechas
He roto miles de seres
Con un solo pisar de mis consonantes
He podado y vendido esquejes
Que se han hundido sobre los siete mares
Han permitido señores que invadan
Hasta nuestros más pequeños instantes
No es más culpable el que hace
Si no, más bien, creo, el que deshace
Ruido que Apoya mi insomnio
Esto parece la guerra de los cien años
He dormido porái en otoño
Y he despertado allá por el verano
No sé como luce el averno
Pero sentirlo desde aquí a Gobleki Tepe
Hermano, tómalo, dime que ves
Traficando en monedas de yen
Dolor sulfúrico en la sien
Vivo y veo tumbado de pie
Más percentil que 50Percent
Menos Imbécil que tú, ta fetain
(laughs in spanish)
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Dangaroga Seville, Spain
Dangapunk.
Skywave,
Silkywave;
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