The Blow کے بول

You never told me that our lives were like a dream their money becoming scarring supernovas they need the blow they need no brains bring down the courtin like an ax bloody teeth are fowling like roothing apples from the trees I never knew the leaf was quickly turning over they need the blow they need no brains bring down the courtain like an ax Bones, bones, under water Bones, bones, under water Echalos pa fuera Manipulación sigues el camino perpetuo del ladrón pero ninguno de tus pasos tiene valor para nosotros Roba que roba que roba puñaladas traperas de guante blanco que tu ley te tapa y tu jamás sales condenado.