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ISSERLEY:

The world has gone to hell, I see it every day.

The things that people do, the things that people say.

I tried to sell my soul, I got God on my payroll,

Asked him to end it all, he said It's not my call.

He called me a cunt, for reasons I can't comprehend right now.

I guess It's over now.

I wanna kill the girls, I wanna kill the boys,

I wanna wear their skin, they are my new toys.

I see bridges burn, I built houses on them.

I like to play with fire, they like to play pretend.

I get told I'm hot, I get told I'm cold,

People keep telling me stuff and It's getting old.

People are hell, the earth as well.

NAWADAR:

You’re like a sour apple pinching on my cheek and gush.

eso vale la pena.

In the freezer where we kissed,

Lipgloss alley mist.

poquito o bastante

igual tierna.

The disappointment Richter scale, you break it.

You want to travel deep within, well what did he expect to find?

Pitch black our rift, the bald abyss, and I’m nowhere that you can hide.

Now dew upon your lip, a baby bird wants more, but,

I pick you up you can’t commit to shut your own car door?

совсем последный vez I ask what kind of hell you want me for?

I’ve been around your block, I’m not doing it anymore.

cada planeta me anhela

me voy a quedar si sacrificara la alma.

Я думала что нет, этого христопродавца подожду осуждать. Бог ведь знает, что в этих пьяных и слабых сердцах заключается.

La gente no merece tus canciones. Son para el infierno.