Sangre en la nevera
Belén Arjona
Blood in the Fridge
I wake up standing and fall down again
I have no reason left
I don't want to see you
I'm tired of being a little doll at your feet
I'll get up and I'll be the one who fucks you over this time
Uh!! You'll regret being so cruel
Uh!! You'll regret it wherever you are
Uh!! Your jealousy is my burden, your second faith
No, you don't make me feel sorry anymore
No more! I don't want to be your baby
I burned your blood in a bonfire
I kept mine in the fridge
I'll set the boundaries now
Don't think I love you, I won't be your doormat anymore
I lost my life in your fish tank
I cried lying in the bathtub
I traded my soul for chains
Don't think I love you, I won't be your doormat anymore!
Ah! Ah!...
What do you want from me that I gave you before?
Your brain seems pickled in anise
I won't let myself be dragged without screaming
Today I want to ask you to get out of here
Uh!! You'll regret it but be well
Uh!! You'll regret it, how about a coffee?
Uh!! It's best to disappear
No more! You don't make me feel sorry anymore
No more! You don't bury me in the sand