Corpse - life waster (Sub Español y Lyrics)

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  • Опубликовано: 12 сен 2024
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    Dios, está canción es tan jodidamente hermosa... Corpse quiero darte un abrazo
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    Lyrics:
    I went to substances, you went to college
    I think it's too late to acknowledge our problems
    Heard that you're great, I just wanted to say
    It ain't change, I still love you, tomorrow's not promised
    Oh, by the way, fuckin' hate all the fame
    Got you counting the days when your illness is chronic
    Death really changes the way you behave
    I'll remember your face when it smiles upon us
    Reprobate, psych major
    Sick, sick, sick, so we like danger
    Tough luck, life waster
    If I get to know her, then I might save her
    Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk
    I could stay a while 'fore I move on
    Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off
    Mixed our tears on the asphalt
    Damage in my C6, but you get that
    So I know you'll understand where my blade at
    You afflicted? Where the meds at?
    Damn, girl, let's make Big Ben sad
    Fuck 'em all, they don't got nothin' on us
    Try to kill us, baby, think we're fuckin' haunted
    Fuck your fuckin' sickness, lost you in the process
    I'ma get it for us like I always promised
    (Text me when you get home, love you)
    Pull me back in with your fucking lies
    Kill me slowly, baby, you know I don't fuckin' mind
    You said a million years, guess the stars aligned
    You've been lyin', baby, I see it in your fucking eyes
    All up in your feelings, all about my vocal cords
    I just think it's funny, there ain't shit you're workin' towards
    Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door
    If you run up on the dead, get bodied by a corpse
    Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life
    Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night
    Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind
    Ain't got shit left, best step to me right
    No face, no name like Kira
    My bitch look just like Misa
    In my restless dreams, I see ya
    Sent straight to the ether
    Last thing you see is my creepers
    I want blood, I don't get even
    CORPSE, bitch
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