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lirik lagu blasskill - shots

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[intro: blassk!ll]
twelve in the morning, wake up, have a cup of tea
sat~rday, they’ve been mourning, grieving, they’ve lost something, can’t you see?
so, what the f~ck? you’ve been telling lies
non~stop, but they’re truths, the victim is me

[verse 1: blassk!ll]
my hand grabbed yours under the shadow of a tree
heat so big, sweat starts to pour down on my knees
water dives it deep, i’m still the seed
flower’s bloomin’ and you groomin’ what is left of me

[chorus: blassk!ll]
grown up just a bit and died once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane
grown up just a bit and died once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane
grown up just a bit and died oncе again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane
grown up just a bit and diеd once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane

[intermission: blassk!ll]
i’ve been crying, i don’t even know the cause (pause)
every day chattin thru the phone, no pause (pause)
special day in the corner, i won’t even get cake (pause)
now i’ve lost inspiration, keep thinkin’ ‘bout you every day
[verse 2: blassk!ll]
plant, love, we planted love, we planned
love, we begged for love, rosenda
first date, xyz, all you see is me
your body heat? yeah, i like it

i like how it feels, not a fan of meat
not a fan of veggies. but i’ll still eat

[chorus: blassk!ll]
grown up just a bit and died once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane
grown up just a bit and died once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane
grown up just a bit and died once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane
grown up just a bit and died once again
taking shot after shot, it’s been keeping me insane

[verse 2: blassk!ll]
i don’t have to believe
what is presented to me
is a lazily constructed lie
a filthy, lethal cry, promethazine
you don’t want to appear
in big~ass important magazines
but you should look at the irony
you’re still chasing that famous life
pobre de ti
rompo, rompo, rompo culos
sin ningún, ningún disimulo
sabes que lo tienes crudo
si no te deshaces del bulo
qué maduro, ¿no?
qué maduro, já
suelo pasarlo mal, y
suelo ponerme a llorar, al
suelo, pon las manos en alto, y en el
suelo voy a acabar
dale al revolver, dale al revolver
solo si de verdad no me quieres a volver
—ver
te es mi nombre, revertir es el proceso de conocer
—te
quiero volver a hacer
quizá en esas circunstancias
podríamos haberlo hecho bien


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