Al olor de tu sangre al saber de tu cuello al dolor de tu llanto al color de tu voz moriría mañana moriría en éxtasis moriría en el fondo de éxtasis
You come in cold You're covered in blood They're all so happy you've arrived The doctor cuts your cord He hands you to your mom She sets you free into this life And where do you go? With no destination, no map to guide you Wouldn’t you know That it doesn’t matter, we all end up the same These are the chronicles of life and death And everything between These are the stories of our lives as fictional as they may seem You come in this world And you go out just the same Today could be the best day of your life
Now she's sweatin my friends and my hurricane shoes She likes the records I spin, my Adam Barton tattoos But she can't say what's up, so what does she do She just stays posted at the other side of the room I got AMC tattood on my hand, I got Black Wall Street on a black bandana
It's alright to tell me what you think about me I won't try to argue or hold it against you I know that you're leaving you must have your reasons The season is calling your pictures are falling down
Bien, tu amor me hace bien Tu amor me desarma Ay, tu amor me controla Me endulza, me encanta.....♪
mucho dinero en parques municipales, y la miseria es grande en los hospitales, almedio de alamedas de las delicias, CHILE limita al centro de la injusticia... de la injusticiaaa ♫
