Galaxias Cercanas
Mala Rodríguez
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You don't need all those bitches
I put the band-aids on
Have less fear of this witch if she fears less her wand
Could it be my pride that doesn't let me bow my head?
I was born strong, raised strong
Walked strong, always spoke strong
Because two-legged rats attack
Six or so are basic elements
Like a potato omelet
I know the dimension of nearby galaxies
That's why I don't waste time on petty things
Petty with basins
Come to life unconditionally
Come if you can, walk and go
If I don't know what you want
What good is freedom to you?
Why doesn't it answer you?
This is full of signs
No competition, we have no rivals
My little monkey is fireworks
My moon terrifies, lands because mama arrived
The form not homo sapiens, pure dental
I intervene without complication like dental implants
I don't take orders, I ask for stellar spaces
Easily, like untangling my hair
How come they still get scandalized by my themes
I see myself pouring out my devotion is evocation, my love
Why don't you go and prepare the city
You don't need all those bitches
I put the band-aids on
Have less fear of this witch if she fears less her wand
Could it be my pride that doesn't let me bow my head?
I was born strong, raised strong
Walked strong, always spoke strong
Because two-legged rats attack
Six or so are basic elements
Like a potato omelet
Oh, they ended up serving time in fabric prisons
Anonymity makes it easier to make mistakes
Will each one be rewarded in this plane
Their mission
Why cry?
For not enduring it
Not taking action, healing wounds, telling lies
Why?
It established to be unsettled
You and I, we can do it
And see other children being born
Without believing they would die of thirst
I've been yours and got tired of playing
Hand in hand with a marked card
And look, I don't even have to say it
What are we going to do?
You can have it all and be unable to see Eden, amen
The best ones died yesterday
I could understand why some people get lost
When the money comes
When they reach the moon
What's it to you?
You don't need all those bitches
I put the band-aids on
Have less fear of this witch if she fears less her wand
Could it be my pride that doesn't let me bow my head?
I was born strong, raised strong
Walked strong, always spoke strong
Because two-legged rats attack
Six or so are basic elements
Like a potato omelet
You don't need all those bitches
I put the band-aids on
Have less fear of this witch if she fears less her wand
Could it be my pride that doesn't let me bow my head?
I was born strong, raised strong