Hocico - Intoxicados

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Me Encuentro Inconsciente Y Ahora,
No Se Porque Dame Solo Un
Poco Yo Quiero Un Dulce Mas Alrededor De Mi La Arena,
SE ESFUMO LAS PIEDRAS SE DERRITEN LA
LLAMA SE EXPANDIO EN MEDIO DE ESTE
MUNDO ME SIENTO,
COMO UN ANIMAL ME ALIMENTO DE ALGO
INTERNO QUE AHORA,
PUEDO TOCAR ALGO HA ESTALLADO EL
VIENTO TOMA COLOR TODO ESTA EN
SILENCIO MI VIENTRE
SE REVENTO TODA UNA LINEA ETERNA
CREO YO,
ATRAVIESE AQUI SOY INMORTAL NADA,
NI NADIE ME PUEDE PARAR
DAME MAS, QUIERO MAS.

Inne utwory

  • Bloodshed
  • Flesh of your flesh
  • Ecos
  • Twisted lines
  • Sad scorn
  • Wounds
  • Love posing as a prostitute
  • Spit as an offense
  • There was a time
  • Hell on earth
  • Tales from the third world
  • Forgotten tears
  • Temple of lies
  • Born to be (Hated)
  • Su miedo
  • Banished
  • Losowe utwory

    Over now

    Sunshine in my eyes
    I?ll be damned but I smile
    Walking through a rainy day
    All the dirt?s been washed away
    Moving on, I take a bow

    You used to put me down
    Make me feel like a clown
    Now I?m welcome...

    Not of this earth

    Not of this earth, unknown and forgotten by time,
    Evil in nature with power of flight,
    Not of this earth lurking the shadows for flesh,
    Sent from the heavens descending with death,
    Snatching the weak from this world, gone from the night and to never be heard,
    Ominous figure of blood upon us feed,
    Creeping the...

    Deszcz

    Kolejny dzień, otwieram swe okno
    Za oknem deszcz i wszystko zamokło
    Znowu deszcz, znowu mgła
    Niech się skończy znowu sam

    Jak wytrzymać wszystko to mam
    Świat rozmyty deszczem i ja
    Świat rozmyty deszczem we mgle
    Niech się skończy wreszcie deszcz ten

    Hard times

    Have you ever felt
    That your life is a wasting
    Happiness beyond your reach
    Sweet love has gone astray
    Suddenly it?s bitter

    Hard times
    Hard times

    When you?re all alone
    Nothing seems to matter
    Sadness always fills the air...

    Do it for free

    You keep takingand taxing
    Faking and I can’t relaxing
    You’re making me way too uptight
    When you push and fight
    Pull and funk your way to the front
    You think I’m on stage to pull a stunt
    I’m amazed by your capacity
    At winding me up
    So that I can’t release you see
    You see me backstage
    And engage me...