作曲 : Chavarre, Ilustre, Machado ... | |
I'd | |
Like to welcome | |
They will all come | |
When we're underground | |
I'd | |
Like attention | |
Their attention | |
When we're all alone | |
But you can't deny | |
You would kill her | |
El machete pelao | |
Y el alcohol en las manos | |
This time | |
Me conviene | |
Not to let you win | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses you | |
Probably forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we're restless - and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
So cut all your senses | |
Y ya no te pienses | |
Que no!! | |
I | |
Wanna severe | |
She's so clever | |
And I got the nerve | |
Put aside | |
Intervention | |
My dementia | |
Has me under control | |
As our eyes | |
Get distracted | |
Se complica Y te quitas, tu brinca | |
When I say that I | |
I've accepted | |
Not to let you win | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses - then | |
We'll prolly forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we're restless - and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
So cut all your senses | |
Y ya no te pienses | |
Que no!!! | |
A long time ago | |
When the shit hit the fan | |
Did you not understand | |
That we lost and gave it all | |
Now the fire is the one thing that never gives up | |
Why!! | |
I just gotta know | |
Did you think that the ground would not swallow you up | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses - then | |
We'll prolly forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we're restless - and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
But you don't know jack shit |
zuo qu : Chavarre, Ilustre, Machado ... | |
I' d | |
Like to welcome | |
They will all come | |
When we' re underground | |
I' d | |
Like attention | |
Their attention | |
When we' re all alone | |
But you can' t deny | |
You would kill her | |
El machete pelao | |
Y el alcohol en las manos | |
This time | |
Me conviene | |
Not to let you win | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses you | |
Probably forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we' re restless and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
So cut all your senses | |
Y ya no te pienses | |
Que no!! | |
I | |
Wanna severe | |
She' s so clever | |
And I got the nerve | |
Put aside | |
Intervention | |
My dementia | |
Has me under control | |
As our eyes | |
Get distracted | |
Se complica Y te quitas, tu brinca | |
When I say that I | |
I' ve accepted | |
Not to let you win | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses then | |
We' ll prolly forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we' re restless and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
So cut all your senses | |
Y ya no te pienses | |
Que no!!! | |
A long time ago | |
When the shit hit the fan | |
Did you not understand | |
That we lost and gave it all | |
Now the fire is the one thing that never gives up | |
Why!! | |
I just gotta know | |
Did you think that the ground would not swallow you up | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses then | |
We' ll prolly forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we' re restless and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
But you don' t know jack shit |
zuò qǔ : Chavarre, Ilustre, Machado ... | |
I' d | |
Like to welcome | |
They will all come | |
When we' re underground | |
I' d | |
Like attention | |
Their attention | |
When we' re all alone | |
But you can' t deny | |
You would kill her | |
El machete pelao | |
Y el alcohol en las manos | |
This time | |
Me conviene | |
Not to let you win | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses you | |
Probably forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we' re restless and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
So cut all your senses | |
Y ya no te pienses | |
Que no!! | |
I | |
Wanna severe | |
She' s so clever | |
And I got the nerve | |
Put aside | |
Intervention | |
My dementia | |
Has me under control | |
As our eyes | |
Get distracted | |
Se complica Y te quitas, tu brinca | |
When I say that I | |
I' ve accepted | |
Not to let you win | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses then | |
We' ll prolly forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we' re restless and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
So cut all your senses | |
Y ya no te pienses | |
Que no!!! | |
A long time ago | |
When the shit hit the fan | |
Did you not understand | |
That we lost and gave it all | |
Now the fire is the one thing that never gives up | |
Why!! | |
I just gotta know | |
Did you think that the ground would not swallow you up | |
Some days are senseless and so helpless | |
But with Sadder days defenses then | |
We' ll prolly forget it all too well | |
Some days are made to feel so helpless | |
But on saturday we' re restless and | |
You think you know it all too well | |
But you don' t know jack shit |