1. |
Bla bla
01:24
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Oh please don´t bite my tongue
If you want to change something just do it yourself
And If you want to move this stone
You´ll have to be firm
So please don´t bite my tongue
So please don´t bite my tongue
You´re so superior when you speak your mind,
you´re so bla bla
Well the only answer is in your blue and white mouth
So please don´t bite my tongue
So please don´t bite my tongue
The best you can do is criticize, you´re so haughty
But you don´t change a thing about your life.
So please don´t bite my tongue.
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2. |
Without you
02:05
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Oh baby it really hurtds to feel
What it´s like to be without you
Everytime you say it´s over I feel inside my heart dies
Bor being without you
Oh If I just could know
What it feels to be your soulmate
But I can´t even imagine it now cause I´m used to
Being without you
Without you, I´m used to be without you.
I want you to send me flowers
And wake me all the sundays but I can´t
Cause I´m without you
I want you to pick me up and say all the things yoy didn´t say
But I´m without you
Oh If I just could know
What it feels to be your soulmate
But I can´t even imagine it now cause I´m used to
Being without you
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3. |
Honey
01:53
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His eyes are eating my desire
My fingers just can´t wait
To have him near and spend all the day together
With the sun in our face
My love is bigger everyday, yeah my love gets bigger!
His lips are just like honey
It´s like a drug and I always want more
I know it´s lame
But I can´t help
Falling in love, this way!
My love is bigger everyday, yeah my love gets bigger!
I don´t know if I could stand this thing called love I´m not used to it
If he doesn´t feel the same I think I could die a little bit, everyday.
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4. |
24 Hour working people
01:51
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I want some free time, give me some free time
To avoid going insane
This rythm is breaking myself
All the rutines, all the days
THIS CAN´T BE ALL THERE IS.
Let me tell you how I feel when I see you happy living like that
You´re happy ´cause you´re not thinking and that´s what they want
And by "they" I mean the ones you cannot touch
The ones you cannot see
And, what an irony, the ones that you choose to trust
And now is simple: Is 4 for you, 1 for me
But I´ll not go in decay
No ever again.
This can´t be all there is.
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5. |
Aileen
02:09
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He came one day just from behind
The eyes were really, really bright
Oh men I didn´t have a choice,
I had a gun and had to do the shot
And I would do it again
Oh yes I want to do it again
I want to feel my heart with the shade of my men fucking me while they´re dead
Their tongues were so disgusting
The tongues that lick the money
Now my hands are really dirty
But my soul is not.
And I would do it again
Oh yes I want to do it again
I want to feel my heart with the shade of my men fucking me while they´re dead
Look,look,look my autostop,
Shoot, shoot, shoot your head my love.
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6. |
Washing machine
02:02
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I cannot sleep
I don´t want to eat
I forgot where
I left my integrity
Tic-tac-tic-tac don´t wanna feel
Tic-tac-tic-tac why this happens to me?
All the choices I´ve made were wrong
But It´s ok I just want to destroy myself.
Let me sleep in your bathroom
Let me dance in your washing machine
And we can paint all the walls
´cause I don´t care and I don´t wanna
What´s your problem?
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7. |
Motel
01:37
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I went to walk to find a nice motel
But in the way I found a man
I asked his name and he said I´m -
He couldn´t walk but I wouldn´t miss, I said
"Come on love me, come on kiss me now"
He coudn´t walk but it was ok
I never ment to be that way
I held his hand and we took the bus
"Maybe in my house you will relax" I said
"Come on love me, come on kiss me now"
You know I wanna
You know I need it
You know I wanna as much as I need it
Touch me touch me touch me touch me, feel me
Love me love me love me love me, kiss me, kill me.
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8. |
Dr Manhattan
01:34
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I meet the devil in the day-time walkers
I meet the darkness everytime I go out
It´s not the loneliness what makes me feel broken,
I choose to live like that
The time is falling from my hands like sand
And I can´t do anything, I rather watch
I have no forces to get up
And need a reason to stay in line
It may sound dramatic,but I´m not overeacting:
When you see some things you just can´t go back.
The time is falling from my hands like sand
Maybe I could live in Mars if I catch the blue man.
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9. |
Cada 30 horas
00:35
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Me dejaron muerta en una cuneta y me culpan a mi.
Solo quería salir a bailar pero me dejaron embarrada.
Me dejaron muerta en una cuneta y me culpan a mi.
Solo quería salir a bailar pero me dejaron enterrada.
Y me culpan a mi.
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10. |
Pay to play
01:36
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If you want to play, you will have to pay
If you don´t understand you´ll have to fight
This isn´t a joke
This is a fuckin war
Pay to play you have to pay to play now.
This game isn´t funny anymore
Although they seem to enjoy it
They only do it for the pose and for themselves, but you:
you are nothing.
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11. |
Paranoia
01:37
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You can't deny it,
you like her and I know
And I´m afraid that
This can´t get any worse
´cause I know you lie to me when you say I´m the one who gets your love
This got me jealous and I can´t find the thing
That elevates her and makes me look like shit
What do I need to become your perfect dream?
´cause at the end you know she´s mean and finally
Will use you
and take you away from me
I don´t believe she´s only your friend
And to prove it I will chase you night and day
I don´t think this is too paranoid
´cause I know you lie to me when you say I´m the one who gets your love.
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12. |
Suspiria
01:52
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Dagas de cristal translúcido
Dejan entrever la sangre
Pasos en el corredor contiguo, se deshacen, por la tarde
en Suspiria
Guantes de látex y agujas
Rasgan el terciopelo
Rojo, azul y violeta
se deshacen
en lo siniestro en Suspiria
Un manto de niebla atraviesa el pueblo
Siete árboles chocan contra mi ventana
Ya no queda nada, y cuando despierto:
ya no queda nada.
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13. |
I tried
02:00
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14. |
Cancion del culto *
02:19
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Harta de tu canto y harta de tu baile
ya no quiero estar en tu culto.
Harta de tus Nike y harta de tu sinte
ya no quiero estar en tu culto.
Harta de tus 90´s, harta de tu mierda
ya no quiero estar en tu culto.
Sos uno más, uno más, uno más
No tenemos control mental,
hey cuidado! Tu templo va a caer.
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