Lyrics Nadal015 – Cyborgs

Cyborgs Lyrics – Nadal015

Singer: Nadal015
Title: Cyborgs

A mis hermanos, les doy besos por si se van presos
Porque vivimos del exceso y seguimos ilesos
Nunca pude seguir sus pasos, me quedé en los huesos
No le hice caso al que me dijo, nunca pruebes eso

Hoy no me despierto dolido, porque no he dormido
Somos presos del olvido, voces entre el ruido
Soy el demonio del sonido, el Ángel caído
Este tema esta pegao y eso que aun no ha salido

Veo cuervos y quimeras cuando nos miramos
Será por lo que nos enamoramos
Tengo miedo del futuro porque esta en mis manos
Somos forajidos del amor, depresión y gramos

Hierba americana, la dieta vegana
Que sería del panorama si tuviera ganas
Con una perra jugando a las damas
Esperando que otra perra me diga que me ama

Te dije que no era seguro adentrarse en lo oscuro
Pero aprendes a ser puro en los momentos duros
Subestimas las carencias y dieron mi esencia
Sueño con ir a Valencia, no a “La Resistencia”

Sigo mi propio camino, no el del pergamino
Escucho el Purple weed del africano albino
Parrillada al vino, cúrcuma y comino
Salimos a tomar dos copas pero no volvimos

Y otro día mas que me levanto pensando en que hicimos
Las noches son como películas de Tarantino
A veces soy tan frío que parezco un Cyborg
Hay cosas que ve todo el mundo que yo no concibo

Vivo con miedo a ese veneno que llaman cariño
Cuanto añoro la ignorancia de cuando era un niño
Cuando no sabias del daño que produce el odio en uno mismo
Mientras sangras por no caer al abismo

Aunque por fuera este contento me pudro por dentro
Cantando lento, dándole violento
Aunque por fuera este contento me pudro por dentro
Cantando lento, dándole violento

Todos tenemos algo por lo que morir
No se porque por las noches no puedo dormir
Todos tenemos algo por lo que morir
No se porque por las noches no puedo dormir

Cuando tengas el alma partida
Llámame y sanaré tus heridas
Es que con tal dolor los golpes se olvidan
Todos van detrás de la fruta prohibida

Cuando tengas el alma partida
Llámame y sanaré tus heridas
Es que con tal dolor los golpes se olvidan
Todos van detrás de la fruta prohibida

[El Nadal esta en la casa hijo de puta
[Píllame, Píllame, Píllame
Cuando tengas el alma partida
Llámame y sanaré tus heridas

Es que con tal dolor los golpes se olvidan
Todos van detrás de la fruta prohibida
Cuando tengas el alma partida
Llámame y sanaré tus heridas

Es que con tal dolor los golpes se olvidan
Todos van detrás de la fruta prohibida
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Cyborgs – English Translation

To my brothers, I kiss them in case they are prisoners
Because we live from the excess and continue unharmed
I could never follow his steps, I stayed in the bones
I did not pay attention to the one he told me, never try that

Today I do not want to hurt, because I have not slept
We are prisoners of oblivion, voices between noise
I am the demon of sound, the angel fallen
This topic this pegae and that has not yet come out

I see crows and chimeras when we look at each other
It will be because of what we fall in love
I’m afraid of the future because it’s in my hands
We are outlaws of love, depression and grams

American grass, the vegan diet
That would be the panorama if he wanted
With a b#tch playing the ladies
Waiting for another b#tch to tell me that she loves me

I told you I was not sure to go in the dark
But you learn to be pure in hard times
Underestimates the shortcomings and gave my essence
I dream of going to Valencia, not to “resistance”

I follow my own path, not the parchment
I listen to the Purple Weed of Albino African
Grilled to wine, turmeric and cumin
We went out to take two glasses but we did not return

And another day more that I get up thinking about what we did
The nights are like tarantino movies
Sometimes I am so cold that I look like a cyborg
There are things that see everyone that I do not conceive

I live with fear of that poison that they call affection
How much I miss the ignorance of when was a child
When you did not know about the damage it produces hate in oneself
While bleeding because it does not fall to the abyss

Although on the outside this happy I could inside
Singing slowly, giving him violent
Although on the outside this happy I could inside
Singing slowly, giving him violent

We all have something for what to die
I do not know why I can not sleep at night
We all have something for what to die
I do not know why I can not sleep at night

When you have the soul split
Call me and heal your wounds
Is that with such pain the blows are forgotten
All go behind the prohibited fruit

When you have the soul split
Call me and heal your wounds
Is that with such pain the blows are forgotten
All go behind the prohibited fruit

[The Nadal is in the house son of a b#tch
[Pill Me, Pill Me, Pill Me
When you have the soul split
Call me and heal your wounds

Is that with such pain the blows are forgotten
All go behind the prohibited fruit
When you have the soul split
Call me and heal your wounds

Is that with such pain the blows are forgotten
All go behind the prohibited fruit
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Lyrics Nadal015 – Cyborgs

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