Muerto
Todo salió mal, listo era el sujeto.
No como esperabais ni mucho menos.
Aquello pasó muy de repente.
Fuiste a disparar y estaba enfrente.
El estaba muerto.
Le agarraste mal, te pilló en el suelo.
Una orgia de oxtias, y calló alli muerto.
El estaba muerto.
No como esperabais ni mucho menos.
Aquello pasó muy de repente.
Fuiste a disparar y estaba enfrente.
El estaba muerto.
Le agarraste mal, te pilló en el suelo.
Una orgia de oxtias, y calló alli muerto.
El estaba muerto.
Credits
Writer(s): Alfonso Aguayo Rubio, David Aguayo Rubio, Jesus Galvez Perez, Zigor Leza Echebarria, Kepa Leza Echebarria
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