Densa Realidad
Virus
Dense Reality
The old lady is in her place
Throwing controlling vibes
No one can escape
Her managing mind
The old lady is in her place
She can't stand abandonment
She's finished
But she has the heritage
Of this caste society
That she shares with dad
And organizes my city
I don't want to see my city
With this determined vibe
Blacks, grays, and blue
Dominate streets worth nothing
I want to see my city
Raise its head
Receive the rock
That stimulates newer vibes
To practice together
New ways to face
This dense reality
I don't want to see my city
With this determined vibe
Blacks, grays, and blue
Dominate streets worth nothing
I want to see my city
Raise its head
Receive the rock
That stimulates newer vibes
To practice together
New ways to face
This dense reality
To practice together
New ways to face
This dense reality
