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35 Second Love Song
00:44
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I smile when I think of you
It matters very little
That the world is coming to an end
There’s a bottle in one hand
There’s a bottle in the other
I ain't the one holding them from the neck?
My glass is looking empty
The glass might be half full
Does that matter when all I want is you?
I don’t believe in god, no
I don’t believe in the devil
I’ll die believing in the truth
The truth is that I love you too
The truth is that I love you too
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2. |
¿Cómo Le Hacemos?
00:51
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Cómo le hace la luna para sonreír
Entre tanta obscuridad
Cómo le hace el sol para ignorar
La malicia que alumbra
Cómo le hacemos para combatir
Tanto desinterés
Cómo le hacemos para expandir
La lucha empezada ayer
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3. |
Igual de Borracha
01:11
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Llevo años que no creo en nada
“Ni dios, ni amo,” dice la canción
Mis pecados, deseos cumplidos
De mis problemas me encargo yo
La luna de ayer, el sol de hoy
El cielo el mismo, su vestido no
Mi esperanza igual de borracha
Que la cruda de ayer
Que hoy no despertó
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4. |
Thinking of Kenosha
00:53
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I no longer seek to shine
As brightly as the bastard son
I no longer need the light
To understand where end begun
What’s the point of knowing
How many stars there are above?
When there is darkness
In people claiming to know a loving god
Seven bullets in, how many is that now
There’s a man chained to a bed
His assailant at his house
There’s a kid awaiting trial
For the murder of two people
Not even old enough to vote
For the coward who fed
His hate-filled ego
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5. |
No Terminan de Parir
00:50
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Estoy intentando escribir algo
Que pueda cantar que me haga sonreir
Pero el mundo está hecho una mierda
Llena de corruptos que no acaban de parir
Ni de morir
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6. |
In the Hands of Ixtab
01:07
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His mind was clear until the end
That is what I heard them say
He did not struggle
Did not cry
Did not screech, no moans
No lies
He went out smiling
That’s what they said
It’s all nonsense
He left this world
Not having a choice in the matter
He closed his eyes
Saw her smile one last time
And then he squeezed the trigger
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7. |
El Día
01:27
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No necesito más que hoy
Para apreciar lo que yo tengo
Pobre nací y no me quejo
Recuerdos sinceros llenan mi pecho
No quiero robar tu sonrisa
Millones más yo te deseo
Para quedarme con la mía
A brindar con amigos bebiendo cerveza
El día bello
Más no puede
El día bello
Más no puede
El día bello
Más no puede
El día bello
Más no muere
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8. |
Unworthy Victim
00:52
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Nowhere to go
Nowhere to stay
The dead man in the mirror
Keeps on smiling my way
Not long ago
I heard them whisper
No song is too short
For the unworthy victim
And the woman on the bottle keeps on looking at me
The woman on the bottle keeps on looking
Books all around
Not to be read
The stories I am living
Have nothing to say
The lighted room
The darkened sky
Keeps giving life
To a bored afternoon
And the woman on the bottle keeps on looking at me
The woman on the bottle keeps on looking
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9. |
Happy Song #2
01:04
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I’m thinking about the sickness
I’m thinking about the dead
I’m thinking about the suicides
Who have been spared
I’m thinking about the smiles
I’m thinking about the tears
I’m thinking I ain’t doing much better
Than how it is I’m feeling
I’m thinking about today
I’m thinking about tomorrow
I’m thinking I can careless
About which day it is I’m living
I’m thinking about your eyes, babe
I’m thinking about their shine, babe
I’m thinking I’d like to see them
One last time
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10. |
Cae la Lluvia
01:18
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Cae la lluvia como lágrimas
De ojos sufridos
Que han aprendido
A la esperanza descifrar
Se esconde entre verdades melancólicas
Que es cuando más aquella
Se deberia apreciar
Pienso en los abuelos que perdí
Aquellos mismos que me enseñaron
Que lo que tengo
Hay que compartir
Pienso en las abuelas que me quedan
El sufrimiento que se cargan
Y como no dejan de sonreír
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11. |
En Las Bodas de Caná
00:51
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El cerró pintado de verde me pone a pensar
En todo lo que no se puede vender ni comprar
El cielo azul alegrando la vista terrenal
Se burla de la luna que no deja de soñar
Cómo le hacemos para el veneno olvidar
Cuando sabe mejor que el vino de satanás
Disculpa, el de Chuy en las Bodas de Caná
Disculpa, el de Chuy en las Bodas de Caná
Cómo le hacemos pa no dejar de sonreír
Pensando que ni muriendo dejas de existir
Cómo le hacemos pa no dejar de sonreír
Pensando que ni muriendo dejas de
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The morning came
It was Easter day
No resurrection if you’re not dead
I’m ready to go
Just not today
There’s two more bottles coming my way
I saw the sun
Shining so bright
But felt the weight of the moonlit night
I don’t know when
I don’t know how
All I know is I’ll be seeing my devil smile
Stories of pain and glory
Stories of pain and glory
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Imparcial San Jose, California
Imparcial es una persona, una guitarra y un poco de letras. Es música simple con lírica un poco menos complicada.
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