Traducir a
I tell you
I'm not you quarantined boat
I'm no longer your dry strike
Nor the fallow of your voice
I tell you
Contractor of this hysteria
Dead weight, attack plan
I was never your stowaway
I tell you
I tell you
You who makes from this farce your comedy
And makes yourself strong in the vignette
Where I don't want to go in
I tell you
Loyal countertop monarch
Dead weight, pure lies
Carboy helmsman
I tell you
I tell you
Accomplice of the gap in the fridge
Understood on laid-out table
Tiring well eaten
I tell you
You don't listen, you don't listen ever
Everything I say becomes a boomerang
You've already won, go out and celebrate
But if you see me from the front, look somewhere else
