Porta - Dias grises (en inglés) lyrics

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Porta - Dias grises (en inglés) lyrics

Porta] I feel hatred towards people when people look at me I feel angry at all when people sigh I'm afraid of myself and if I am no longer sure Of loving both the weather gets to 'harder I'll cut my veins to go to a better world So find that light that I found within me Why ask pa 'fill a void that nothing fills Because I feel that blood no longer flows in my veins Hatred and bitterness flows after living so much pain I am a prisoner, slave of four chains And I'm drowning lost hope in a valley of tears I can not find the exit, I'm like a stone In my mind in an instant I see moments of my life Is this my destiny? d**h approaches Every hour is closer Find your hurts, find your soul angry And for your loss, your ruin Watch your steps each day Because otherwise you'll fall into oblivion and lose the game Fight against wind and tide forever Jura fight in the fight until it bursts She does not exist. nothing to fight Fear no more, you face your fears It is not easy to live with it inside, which will Distress is that hidden somewhere and can not find So many questions, there are so few answers We hide the truth is that this company s**s You know who you were, who you are, who you will Lucky you never had and never will accompany I'm sick of all this suffering end I have a thorn that burns me inside As a coward I am I will approach the vacuum I know my soul will be relieved after this suicide [Chorus] (x2) Gray days, because we all cloudy Gray days, when we failed Gray days, being embarra**ed environmental reaction get up every day pa make your own ending [Abram] Hanging by a thread my stability I drag my body when it goes wrong I think it is a thing of hell I am a rag doll in a washing machine An intermittent drop slowly pierces my skull The air is thick, almost liquid Prone to drop immersed in a shock of mind, frenetic It marks the tempo of my heart Anxiety takes over my situation brings Bad luck is my f**ing infection I dissected, no access to his will, my mind coerces Evolves into the dark part of my soul bare I strive to be strong, that underlying fissures Neruda am the gore of contemporary rap This street poetry flows uranium impregnated I offer what life ensucio substitutes Subliminal damage as fetuses in formaldehyde I turn to the sun, I am glad in crucible Cométela my whole sh**, Spanish rap Reality is cruel, honey is at times Today is a bad day and feel it will end badly [Chorus] (x2) Gray days, because we all cloudy Gray days, when we failed Gray days, being embarra**ed environmental reaction get up every day pa make your own ending [Porta] Now I feel alone in a dark place Everything is much harder but I dissimulation In front of anybody, you know? I am a lost soul I wandered the streets in search of some dinner Now I repent from dead and buried Because I'm like a mirror but on the other side Where I still feel useless and more ignored I feel like an animal, I hope in locked cages Now there is no turning back, no one hears me shouting That day, on that bridge last thing I did was sigh Pact with Satan in exchange for peace and tranquility I'm in oblivion and no one will remember If it is Abram, the Porta. Alicante, Barcelona, La mission are gray days

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