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Låttexter: Krum Bums. As The Tide Turns. La Plaga.


Las paredes, no son nada
La sangre, esta tirrada

It's hard to feel human, living in captivity
Given just enough space that you feel free
As soon as you try to leave then you soon realize
You're just an animal trapped in a cage

Somos La Plaga
Vamos infectar
Somos La Plaga
Vamos a gretar

When starving eyes mean nothing
And a wall can hide the truth
I no more want to live
I only feel ashamed
The ashes of our fires
Have blackened our own hearts
And compassion is a feeling lost in the wind

Te vamos, te vamos
Te vamos a pelear

Esto no so puede
Olvidar

Vamos a chingar [x3]