-hipoocritaaass
who wants to shake my hand and then fuck me and see me dead
-baasta yaa
who will I trust if in the end they always give you the same
stab
-hipoocritaaass
who wants to shake my hand and then fuck me and see me dead
-baasta yaa
who will I trust if in the end they always give you the
same stab
false!
wolves disguised as lamb
I suffocated to the lie that has flooded the whole world
because of a whole bang that made me an expert
and they keep me awake in these fictitious ways
where everyone seeks their own benefit
in this precipice taantas conspiracies where deceptions
more lies are equal to betrayals
damn traitors who for an impostor tease me
they make me of ice without blood in the veins since to hard
penalties
I have survived, sometimes giving wounds and other times
being hurt,
full of resentment but equal smile since I do not trust or
in that reflection in which I look in the mirror,
trusting the neighbor is useless because of all
all try to stab, luck is cast
on the table they sing to you
and they express that in a day it was in defense now it goes on
look for your prey, surprises,
that gives you life, since the truth always comes to
look even live hidden, live hidden.
Who do I trust?
Who do I trust?
Who do I trust?
-hipoocritaaass
who wants to shake my hand and then fuck me and see me
dead
-baasta yaa
who will I trust if in the end they always give you the
same stab
-hipoocritaaass
who wants to shake my hand and then fuck me and see me
dead
-baasta yaa
who will I trust if in the end they always give you the
same stab
(..) I'm asking you to get me out of this
hell, I do not believe in false words, they speak to me
in vain and do not get tired,
is that from whom I throw all my trust, we are going to
make an alliance, while advancing, the criticism that
talk and do not get tired,
I'm not the one to judge people,
you already know that a '' nail brings out another nail ''
and the bravest one is in the prostrate grave,
I do not expect to be rejected, beaten or mistreated,
Thank you,
to those who are by my side,
those who have supported me,
and the one who badly wishes me to wait while sitting,
a disciple sells his master, with a kiss on the cheek,
but they will not do the same to me, first I pass a leaflet,
hipocritaand butter, give me sugar,
Then dare me to drink poison, in this obscene world
and full of wild beasts, my defense against double faces
you can not cheat this man
(..) it's my name.
the hypocrites who want to shake my hand and fuck me
and dead to see me, they think that's how they're going to get my job,
I bet they claim to be my friends, that's why the
tongue is the punishment of the body,
They fill me with anger,
enough of lies,
false people who look at me badly and face admire me
They fill me with anger,
enough of lies,
double faces look and know the exit.
-hipoocritaaass
who wants to shake my hand and then fuck me and see me dead
-baasta yaa
who will I trust if in the end they always give you the
same stab
-hipoocritaaass
who wants to shake my hand and then fuck me and see me dead
-baasta yaa
who will I trust if in the end they always give you the
same stab.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)