Diciembra
3pecados
December
New year, and everything still feels so old...
Waiting for the first sunrise with three friends on a couch.
I want you here, inhaling the smoke from your cigarette
I want you here, with you everything is so strange.
Today I'm more sleepy than high, friend, happy end of year
New year, and everything still feels so old...
Waiting for the first sunrise with three friends on a couch.
I want you here, inhaling the smoke from your cigarette
I want you here, the wings are dying exploding.
Today I'm more sleepy than high, friend, happy end of year (x2)
