Playful, euphoric, determined. Bright, driving EDM synths with Playful, euphoric, determined. Bright, driving EDM synths with powerful beats rise to celebratory peaks with uplifting vocal shout outs. Bright indie pop bed with a motivating vibe. Uplifting bridge of vocals and guitar from 01:30 builds to an inspiring, aspirational and panoramic finale. Perfect for entertainment TV, promos and sports.
Playful, euphoric, determined. Bright, driving EDM synths with Playful, euphoric, determined. Bright, driving EDM synths with powerful beats rise to celebratory peaks. Bright indie pop bed with a motivating vibe. Uplifting bridge of vocals and guitar from 01:30 builds to an inspiring, aspirational and panoramic finale. Perfect for entertainment TV, promos and sports.
Playful, euphoric, determined. Bright, driving EDM synths with Playful, euphoric, determined. Bright, driving EDM synths with powerful beats rise to celebratory peaks with uplifting vocal shout outs. Bright indie pop bed with a motivating vibe. Aspirational and panoramic, perfect for entertainment TV, promos and sports.
Swagger, attitude, strong. Brooding, determined brass stabs with Swagger, attitude, strong. Brooding, determined brass stabs with modern electronic beats, cool keys and tough, urban vocal shout outs are joined by confident female vocals. Commercial pop song featuring catchy choruses and male vocal verse from 02:02. EXPLICIT.歌词
Now I’m tired of being polite...For the moment ya just not my type..So depressing ya Harsh on the eyesI realize, dis ain’t what i like... And I’m sure that you’re sick of my shit..Not sure why ya settle for dis...We been cruisin a sick rollercoasterSmile like we suppose-ta,Pain on da brain.... I think it’s time we let dis thing go...Gettin tired of da tango...And I don’t care bout what dey say yo...Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...
Be a sucka and try to relax,Keep acting like it’ll just pass,Try to lie, But you want my attentionCan’t ya just listen,Taps on the phone... No trust from the dusk until dawn,(Until dawn)I awake to the same fuckin’ song,(Same fuckin’ song)My guess is I’m dry from the tensionYawn when ya mention,I’ve got a tone... I think it’s time we let dis thing go...Gettin tired of da tango...And I don’t care bout what dey say yo...Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...damn... Full
disclosure
at
beginning
Trying to
make
you
bring
that
foxhole
closer So I
could
duck
[or
dive]
in
it
and
bust
from
it
Like
good
soldiers
wasn't
long
before
I
reenlisted several reasons not needing to be specific
The combat just seemed addictive
As
hard
as
we
fight
the
relief efforts
are
more extensive If you ever hear "I-ran" she
was
water boarding my henchman. I'm
at
attention
Salute I
commander
she
chiefing
all
about
face
was
we
beefing?
Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...damn...
Swagger, attitude, strong. Alternative clean edit. Brooding, Swagger, attitude, strong. Alternative clean edit. Brooding, determined brass stabs with modern electronic beats, cool keys and tough, urban vocal shout outs are joined by confident female vocals. Commercial pop song featuring catchy choruses and male vocal verse from 02:02.歌词
Now I’m tired of being polite... For the moment ya just not my type.. So depressing ya Harsh on the eyes I realize, dis ain’t what i like...
And I’m sure that you’re sick of my... Not sure why ya settle for dis... We been cruisin a sick rollercoaster Smile like we suppose-ta, Pain on da brain....
I think it’s time we let dis thing go... Gettin tired of da tango... And I don’t care bout what dey say yo... Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch...
Be a sucka and try to relax, Keep acting like it’ll just pass, Try to lie, But you want my attention Can’t ya just listen, Taps on the phone...
No trust from the dusk until dawn, (Until dawn) I awake to the same song, (Same song) My guess is I’m dry from the tension Yawn when ya mention, I’ve got a tone...
I think it’s time we let dis thing go... Gettin tired of da tango... And I don’t care bout what dey say yo... Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch... damn...
Full disclosure at beginning tryna make you bring that foxhole closer. So I could duck in it and bust from it like good soldiers wasn't long before I reenlisted- several reasons not needing to be specific the combat just seemed addictive as hard as we fight the relief efforts are more extensive. If you ever hear "I-ran" she was water-boarding my henchman. I'm at attention salute - I command-er she chiefing all about face was we beefing?
Final hook: Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch... Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch... damn...
Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo change @2'42. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.歌词
En el Infierno soy feliz porque no tengo materia gris
En este hueco estoy perfecto
porque me cubren de cemento Estoy cortado de raíz soy alimento de lombriz hay un gusano tan hambriento
que me convierte en excremento
Mientras tanto en el infierno... yo soy feliz tu tu turutututu en el infierno soy feliz
En el infierno soy feliz
estoy perdiendo la nariz
El diablo tiene mal aliento
y se la pasa maldiciendo En el invierno soy feliz
Sangrando por mi cicatriz en el desierto estoy contento
aunque me pudra un poco lento
Mientras tanto en el infierno... yo soy feliz tu tu turutututu en el infierno soy feliz
Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo change @2'42. Rock band.
Blues rock, lively & constant. Bass solo @3'07, harmonica solo @3'27. Blues rock, lively & constant. Bass solo @3'07, harmonica solo @3'27. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.歌词
Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo
21 puñaladas
me diste en el pecho 21 puñaladas
de puro despecho y 20 son las puntadas
que tengo en el cuello
porque 21 puñaladas
recibi en el pecho
estoy tatuandome tu nombre porque esta noche no voy a morir
Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo
21 puñaladas
me diste en el pecho 21 puñaladas
de puro despecho y son siempre tus pisadas
que me llevan al hueco
porque 21 puñaladas
me quitan el sueño
estoy despierto desde anoche porque esta luna no me deja dormir
Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo
21 puñaladas
me diste en el pecho 21 puñaladas
de puro despecho y como duelen tus patadas
en el huevo derecho
porque 21 puñaladas
corazón desecho
voy huyendo de tu sombra porque esta noche no voy a morir
Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm change @2'43. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.歌词
No debo no debo seguirte no puedo no puedo parar me quieres me quieres violar te quiero te quiero matar porque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi!
no puedes dejar de mentirte,
Te asusta no puedes saltar Me quieres me quieres cortar te quiero te quiero matar porque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi!
Intenta, Intenta morirte yo nunca me voy a callar me quieres me quieres ahorcar Y yo te quiero te quiero matar porque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi!
te quiero te quiero matar te quiero te quiero ver muerta te quiero te quiero matar te quiero te quiero ver muerta me quieres me quieres violar y yo te quiero matar
Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm change @2'43. Rock band.
Psychobilly, powerful & imposing. Fx filter @1'43. Sung in Spanish Psychobilly, powerful & imposing. Fx filter @1'43. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.歌词
Me llaman muerte yo no se porque será porque la muerte me causa placer ?
No se...
y por que mas va a ser? sera que tengo miedo miedo de envejecer?..
Estoy muerto!
Muerto por vos
Estoy muerto
Muerto sin vos
Estoy con suerte eso ya lo se será porque la suerte me dio de comer? no se!
y ahora que voy a hacer? sera que ya no puedo, puedo volverte a ver...
Estoy muerto!
Muerto por vos
Estoy muerto
Muerto sin vos
Yeah! Yo muerto estoy Yeah! Yo muerto por vos!
Quiero morderte, y volverte a morder comerme tu entrañas solo por placer
Roots rock, contrasting & changing @0'48, @1'37 & @2'52, guitar solo Roots rock, contrasting & changing @0'48, @1'37 & @2'52, guitar solo @1'47, fx filter @2'03. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.歌词
Odiame, átame. ódiame, matame. córtame en pedazos que puedas tragar ódiame, córtame. ódiame, matame. tomate mis huesos en alcohol
y deja el corazón para el final...
ódiame, átame. ódiame, matame. odiarme es mas facil que olvidar
ódiame, córtame. ódiame, matame. escóndete detrás de tu rencor y no me trates como un criminal...
ódiame, átame. ódiame, matame. bebe de mi sangre sin llorar
ódiame, córtame. ódiame, matame. córtame profundo sin temor no te olvides que me encanta el dolor
Roots rock, contrasting & changing @0'48, @1'37 & @2'52, guitar solo Roots rock, contrasting & changing @0'48, @1'37 & @2'52, guitar solo @1'47, fx filter @2'03. Rock band.
Blues rock, rhythmic & bluesy. Fx filter until @1'49, then change in Blues rock, rhythmic & bluesy. Fx filter until @1'49, then change in the dynamics. Guitar solo
@0'50. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.歌词
Oye nena! déjame salir Oye nena! déjame morir Porque está oscuro y hace calor afuera esta mejor por eso te digo que sorry nena déjame salir del ataúd de tu corazón es el ataúd de tu corazón
Oye nena! déjame salir Oye nena déjame morir Porque no aguanto este dolor me ahoga tu sudor por eso te digo que abras nena y déjame salir del ataúd de tu corazón es el ataúd de tu corazón
Blues rock, introspective & desolated. Change in the dynamics @3'10. Blues rock, introspective & desolated. Change in the dynamics @3'10. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.歌词
Satánica la musica de hoy
Satánica me dicen que soy
estas dormido y sonámbulo
metete tu religion por el ...
Tu tu tu ru... tu tu ru ru ru
Satánica la televisión mi vida yo la paso en prisión
Blues rock, attitude & introspective. Guitar solo @1'18, change in Blues rock, attitude & introspective. Guitar solo @1'18, change in the dynamics @2'30. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.歌词
Yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte
yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte Porque esta vida me indigesta me indigesta tanta fiesta estoy buscando unos demonios que quieran jugar...
Yo vomito letras
letras de ultratumba
yo vomito letras
letras de ultratumba y aunque sencilla sea mi muerte no habrá flores en mi tumba Y aun me quedan candelabros que apagar...
Yo vomito letras
letras de mi suerte
yo vomito letras
letras de mi suerte y escupiré con todas mis fuerzas
aunque mi verso te atormente
vomitaría hasta mis huesos sin dudar !!
Yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte
yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte Porque la vida me indigesta me indigesta tanta fiesta estoy buscando unas demonias que quieran jugar...
