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Great, you’re in my head, it’s taking over me Ten déjà vu’s a day And each time I’m getting colder Pain, I should let it go Your lies burn like sugar in my wounds In time my wound will be

Vaig aprendre a adormir-me als teus braços Ara ja no sé com es dorm Vaig aprendre del terra aixecar-me Fumo per agafar la son Vaig aprendre dels cops i la vida El dolor em va ensenyar a ser més fort

Big things comin’, Schema Boys thuggin’ It’s the posse, bitch, we runnin’ shit and no, it ain’t nothin’ Maxed out, shawty, now my battery full I got plenty more to go, find me back at the show I got plenty

Small talk, no conversation That look makes me impatient I can’t tell what you’re thinking Please tell me what you’re thinking Last night we were more than fine Just tell me if you changed your mind If you changed your

Shout out to the old me and everything he showed me Glad you didn’t listen when the world was tryna slow me No one could control me, left my lovers lonely Had to fuck it up before I really got

Say a word for Jimmy Brown He ain’t got nuthin’ at all Not the shirt right of his back He ain’t got nuthin’ at all And say a word for Ginger Brown Walks with his head down to the ground

Finished with my woman ‘Cause she couldn’t help me with my mind People think I’m insane Because I am frowning all the time All day long, I think of things But nothing seems to satisfy Think I’ll lose my mind

Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena Que tu cuerpo es pa’ darle alegría y cosa buena Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena Hey Macarena (Aight, uh) Ayy, Macarena, Macarena, Macarena (Ayy) Put the chopper on a ni, turn him to

Dear God Adjust my dreams for me All I learned Is instant history Is this how The surface will break Releasing the pressure The horrors that await Hell hath no fury like a human born Its only real if you

Que no me da la gana Que te toree cualquier chulo sin encanto Que no me da la gana Que te controles si por dentro estás gritando Y abre tu ventana Que se distinga bien tu voz en este ambiente

Crave the machine, revere the screen Zoom in for flak and misery Bleed some pixels Shoot yourself, pose for the dead Have a near-life experience In a hot air matrix Now you’re a star, vain avatar Feeding the beast, in

(Jaja) (Uoh, oh) Tu amiga me contó (Me contó) Que el noviecito que tenía’ te dejó (Te dejó, oh) Que me aprovechara de la situación (Woh, oh) No te quiero a ti, pero te quiero hoy (Te quiero hoy) Espérame,

Watch the gears grind off their teeth, the screeching halt machine Digging heels in disbelief Two reactional identities, opposing policies A bait and switch routine Double takes and double-speak Still scripting the facade Asphyxiate and choke the truth All hail

Captain America, are you off to fight the bad guys? Hey, mighty Superman, can you save us from ourselves? Hey, Mr. Universe, can you lift us up above this? ‘Cause I’m just Iron Man, I’m a ghost within a shell