Текст песни




What a life to share
With all this joy, misery
And your own mental
Despite many help to this suffering
You can't help my society
Let's not find this joy, family
It makes us this day
In this city, I keep me on the street
No limit, no society
No limit, no fantasy
I feel my life is complete
I don't speak, I don't talk
Uncontrollable, aggressive, abominable, psychopath
The empty heads don't give me a soul
Nobody knows how to turn me back to the truth
I'm looking for no sense of morality
Only the rest of my soul
Always starving, with no hope of getting over, no reason
With another easy burden, let the world remain
I will keep telling about those killing, they have to take revenge
They remain, they try to kill again
I can't bear all these mess
Pass it on, I blame many men
I can't believe what I see
They have just made it, it's insanity
They've got me alone
They've made mark on the society
I've got a filthy corpse
Now I feel so strange and overkill
No limit, no society
No limit, no fantasy
I feel my life is complete
I don't speak, I don't talk
Uncontrollable, aggressive, abominable, psychopath



Авторы: Juan Pablo Martinez Calvo, Raul Diaz, David Justin Gonzales, Jose De Miguel Orero


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