Penaltis
Leiva
Penalties
It wasn't sunlight, it wasn't my fantasy
It wasn't the black crows, nor the police
There was no feeling of discomfort that day
It wasn't your intention to screw up my life
Easy things become so difficult
The shit almost bites the surface
The sensations are clear
Mom, I'm going home with the others!
The breath was the only thing that fit between the two of us
In penalties love, everything will be decided
Today's bad times, wild emotions
Traffic light open and I, I let you pass again
It wasn't the religion, it wasn't the merchandise
They were not my warm-ups, nor your medicine
You didn't give me a chance or quality of life
We were on the cover a few days later
Easy things become so difficult
The shit is almost floating on the surface
The forecasts are bad
Mom, I'm going home with the others!
The breath was the only thing that fit between the two of us
In penalties love, everything will be decided
Today's bad times, wild emotions
Traffic light open and I, I let you pass again
Today's bad times, wild emotions
Open traffic light and I, I let you pass again
I let you pass again
I let you pass again
I let you pass again
