Vaguei sen fin para encontrar
Un mundo irreal
Baleiro e impersoal
Sentirse tan lonxe doente asocial
Buscar e seguir sen descansar
Crer que hai algo máis polo que pelexar
Son doente asocial, psicótico, informal
Un tipo introvertido e algo irracional
Son fero, son normal, a calma e a ansiedade
Un tipo indixestivo para estómagos normais
Son frío, son metal, eternamente raro
Temperamental, doce e salgado
O xeo queima a pel, son un insensato
Mentira ou verdade, escuro e claro
Caer ao fin e rebentar
Esquecerse sen máis, quixera estoupar
credits
from DOEN,
track released April 2, 2017
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