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Miranda That Ghost Just Isn't Holy AnymoreEl Ciervo VulneradoLuciforms ...
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L’ Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu apellido se cambió
L’ Via
Sin ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que decirte
El dolor de noche dice
"Solo se quedó el vestido
Le lavé la sangre"
L’ Via
No dejes de descansar
En la calle caminas
¿Quién te va a perseguir?
L’ Via
Te quieren matar
Dientes de machete
Cabezas de gallo
L’ Via
Durmiendo en paz
Abre los ojos
Todo cambiará
L’ Via
Sonado de venganza
Yo te lo juro
lo van a pagar
Blackmailed,
she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it behead the best mistakes
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother, help me I’m looking for
L ‘ Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu apellido se cambió
L’ Via
Sin ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que desirte
El dolor de noche dice
"Solo se quedó el vestido
Le lavé la sangre"
Blackmailed,
she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it behead the best mistakes
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother, help me I’m looking for
Solo tengo una hora
y me duermo terminado
por veinticinco años pasaron
siguen los cuerpos aqui temblando
tomé la sangre
comí del cuerpo
mis lágrimas
quebró el espejo
When all the worms come crawling out your head
Telling you: "don’t you be afraid"
When all the worms come crawling out your head
Telling you: "Don’t you be afraid"
Blackmailed,
she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it behead the best mistakes
Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin
Urgent plea of escape
A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard
Written in fingernail distaste
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother, help me I’m looking for
Blackmailed,
she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it behead the best mistakes
And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother, help me I’m looking for
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