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• Artiste: Mars Volta (The)
• Titre: L'Via L'Viaquez
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L'via, hija de miranda TẠapeyido se cambio L'via, sin ojos me quieres dar Una historia sin mi madre Solo tengo que decirte El dolor de noche dice Solo se quedo el vestido Le lave la sangre L'via, no dejes de descansar En la calle caminas ¿quien te ve persegir? L'via, te quieren matar Dientes de machete, cabeza de gallo L'via, volviendo en pas Abre los ojos, tẠno cambiaras L'via, soá±ando de venganza Yo te lo juro Lo van a pagar Blackmail she fell off every mountain The ones they tightly wrapped in tape In hurried razors snag the guilty As it made the best mistakes And with every body that I find And with every claymore that they mine I won't forget who I'm looking for Oh mother help me, I'm looking for L'via, hija de miranda TẠapeyido se cambio L'via, sin ojos me quieres dar Una historia sin mi madre Solo tengo que decirte El dolor de noche dice Solo se quedo el vestido Le lave la sangre Blackmail she fell off every mountain The ones they tightly wrapped in tape In hurried razors snag the guilty As it made the best mistakes And with every body that I find And with every claymore that they mine I won't forget who I'm looking for Oh mother help me, I'm looking for Solo tengo una hora Y me duermo terminado Por veinte cinco aá±os pasaron Siguen los cuerpos aqui temblando Tomé la sangre, tomé el cuerpo Mis lagrimas... When all the worms come crawling out your head Telling you, don't you be afraid When all the worms come crawling out your head Telling you, don't you be afraid Blackmail she fell off every mountain The ones they tightly wrapped in tape In hurried razors snag the guilty As it made the best mistakes Sharkhides got tangled in the mausoleum Urgent plea of escape A melted mouth on the chalkboard Written in fingernail distastes And with every body that i find And with every claymore that they mine I wont forget who I'm looking for Oh mother help me, I'm looking for Blackmail she fell off every mountain The ones they tightly wrapped in tape And hurried razors snag the guilty As it made the best mistakes And with every body that i find And with every claymore that they mine I won't forget who I'm looking for oh mother help me, I'm looking for