Hopeless

Today it's not easy
We face another time this curse
Voices on my neck, they can't fix me
But for us hope has locked the door
Yeah

Today we left to the streets
Tracksuit and slippers
(Bad vibes)
We seek the traitor
We seek the big mouthed
(Shut the fuck up)

Filling my skin with memories
Hiding scars that others left

Fighting with my own impulses
Fighting with the beast
Grown up with my brotherhood
Grown up by a world of pain
(Fuck you)

Trust no one, don't show your weak points
Those rats just hunt for gold
Underground music for underground people
Do it yourself, don't be fooled

We seek the big mouthed

Don't talk about the streets if you haven't suffered on them
There is always a bigger one, a few we resist
A few get up

What's up motherfuckers
Open this fucking pit
Wake up, wake up
Smash your enemies
Move, move, move, move, move
(KYY)
Three words in my fucking heart
Three words in your fucking face

Smash



Credits
Writer(s): Rubén Marañón
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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