Linaymara
Corre sin saber cubierta en hierro
Olvida el desorden singular de tu papel
Empiezas a advertir que todo el suelo
Sale de su estomago esclavizando el lugar de ambos
Hoy quisiera ser un ánima veloz
No importa sea humano
Cínico u hombre blanco en moto sierra
Al marginar virtud y mitigar hazañas
Empleando saliva malgastando ese extraño don silábico
No queda humo ya
No sientes dientes ya
Te quedan pocos pulsos
Te quedan pocos pulsos
Ilusos
Ilusos
Olvida el desorden singular de tu papel
Empiezas a advertir que todo el suelo
Sale de su estomago esclavizando el lugar de ambos
Hoy quisiera ser un ánima veloz
No importa sea humano
Cínico u hombre blanco en moto sierra
Al marginar virtud y mitigar hazañas
Empleando saliva malgastando ese extraño don silábico
No queda humo ya
No sientes dientes ya
Te quedan pocos pulsos
Te quedan pocos pulsos
Ilusos
Ilusos
Credits
Writer(s): Camila Martínez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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