Peleadora

Another one
Paul Boutique
Lere-le-le
How's it going?
They see
You call me
I'm not a soldier
I'm a fighter
The more I lose, the more I win
I play the game that treasures
If you're feeling strong
If you have no one to cry for you
Come and take my hand
And scream with me now

Now (Ha)
Now (It's gonna happen, just roll)

If death is approaching, welcome it
Go slow because there's traffic on this avenue
If I'm your entrance, you're my exit
I look at you convinced, all of this is a lie
Mirrors of what they are, not those lost souls
We don't like people, but we are people
We don't like being judged, but we all judge everyone
We're here, we're part of the food
Allergic reaction, hell on earth like this
Opposites exposed to the same energy
Dancing to the tune of your attention
Where you put your eyes is where the tension is
Thanks to the author, thanks to the wounds

I'm not a soldier
I'm a fighter (I see)
The more I lose, the more I win (Trust)
I play the game that treasures (Rra!)
If you're feeling strong
If you have no one to cry for you
Come and take my hand
And scream with me now

Now