Kredyty
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jose Antonio Hernandez Quezada
Songwriter
Tekst Utworu
The psychos of the experience everyday makes me question the same old fuck, the human habit
The psychos of the experience everyday makes me question the same old fuck
The same old fuck, the human habit
Hay un gris on the line
My drink
One of drugs
One, one day
One day I've been
Sintered
One day I've been sintered
It's the others because
With hygiene
Hay un gris on the line
One of drugs
One day I've been sintered
It's the others because
With hygiene
My mind plays in the station
It's no case that it's playing
My mind plays in the station
It knows
But gets somethings in some of my drugs
But gets somethings in some of it's drugs
In fact
On the line
The gris
The only fact
You've seen
My soul walk
You've leave me
In communique
And there's hope
When they play
People in date
Nothing
Is beating
Anymore
But gets somethings in some of it's drugs
On the line
The gris
The only fact
You've seen
My soul walk
You've leave me
In communique
And there's hope
When they play
People in date
Nothing
Is beating
Anymore
The psychosis
The experience
Everyday makes me question
The simple fact
The human haber
The psychosis
The experience
The experience
Everyday makes me question
The simple fact
The human haber
Hay un gris on the line
My drink
The world of drug
The agri
Cinder
Is the other
Because we agri
What the agri
Cinder
Is the other
Because we agri team
My mind
Is in simulation
Is not taste
Taste in playing
But gets somethings in some of it's drugs
In this kind of addict
Which the only fact
You've seen
My soul walk
You've leave me
In communique
And there's hope
When they play
People in date
Impossible
All of it
Impossible
All within the mouth
My body
The mind
The body
And blood the body
In piece
I can in each
Take
The form of body
The power
In frond of
The result
What
Written by: Jose Antonio Hernandez Quezada
