Tele Culiá

I feel like shit
When I turn on in the mornings
The TV
Never real
They only show crap
Never the truth

F***ing TV piece of s***
I hate you so much
I hate you so much

You only think about winning
Showing crap
Selling crap

I dream again
That they destroy the TV channels
And when I wake up, I throw from my window
The damn TV

F***ing TV piece of s***
I hate you so much
I hate you so much

You only think about winning
Showing crap
Selling crap

F***ing TV piece of s***

F***ing TV piece of s***
I hate you so much
I hate you, crap

You only think about winning
Showing crap
Selling crap

F***ing TV piece of s*** (F***ing TV piece of s***)
F***ing TV piece of s*** (F***ing TV piece of s***)

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