1. |
D#
02:03
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Spring sky, sunset glow,
there’s something you should know:
It was April and May when I fell in love.
It’s just a matter of time I guess,
seraphs will bless this mess.
Just as they already did a long long time ago.
Quarantine ain’t over yet,
life will never be the same.
Wanna live it with me?
(Hey! hey! hey!)
The hours I spent sighing,
behind the screen of my phone.
Have you ever felt nostalgic
looking at someone you don’t even know?
Oh D#, don’t you see?
A#’s your perfect fifth.
In a major, in a minor, in a power chord.
Oh girl, we are superstars.
The planets and the stars,
don’t you think we’re so alike?
(Hey! hey! hey!)
Big hopes and years of youth,
everything I’ve been through.
I wanna spend my time with you.
(Hey! hey! hey!)
High hopes, years of youth,
everything I’ve been through.
I wanna spend my time with you.
(Hey! hey! hey!)
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2. |
G
01:31
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Ya los boomers deben morir
ya los boomers deben morir
ya los boomers deben morir ya
Ya los boomers deben morir
ya los boomers deben morir
ya los boomers deben morir ya
Que se acaben ya
Que se acaben ya
Hey hey hey ya
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3. |
Ab
01:42
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A king, a glossy diamond,
that’s what I am.
Man, how I hate being a man!
Fancy drinks, golden rings,
that’s what I like.
And I’m just doing what I can.
Sack of shit,
human waste.
Fuck your life,
fuck your bad taste.
I’ll be here night and day,
counting raindrops with my hands.
Lord, when I see her pretty face
I wanna cry.
Man, how I hate being a man!
(I won’t lie!)
Why should I hide my feelings?
I can’t deny
those things you can not understand.
Sack of shit,
human waste.
Fuck your life,
fuck your bad taste.
I’ll be here night and day,
catching raindrops with my hand.
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4. |
A
01:51
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Cuando logre salir de aquí,
lo que el mundo había esperado.
Cuando logren salir de aquí.
Su espada se posa en mí,
cuando el ángel haya bajado.
Miguel ahora habla por mí.
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
mil cigarros bajo del balcón
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
mil cigarros bajo del balcón
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
Mil palabras que yo leí
de anarquía, de esperanza.
La esperanza del mundo aquí.
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
mil cigarros bajo del balcón
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
mil cigarros bajo del balcón
Busco en whiskey, gin, tequila y ron.
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