mala sangre
by Lucrecia Dalt
From the album: A Danger to Ourselves
Duration: 04:12
Lyrics for mala sangre
You weren't afraid of the mess I made You laughed it off You didn't wonder what my window-side line was You just heated up (He just wrecks it all) What the hell am I supposed to do with A real gentleman Mi queridísimo Así es (He lives on with that) It looks as if they are trying to do away with each other While holding one another tightly But the truth is their insides melded into golden outlines An amorous blood-letting act of analog pulse lights Modificando la luz alrededor You could barely see through their wet, glistening nonsense Alterados, literalmente disociados In the air, floating, pulsing, flare Are they dead or alive? You were not afraid of the mess I made You laughed it off You just took it all (He just wrecks it all) A ver, saca esa ya esa dosis de aceleración que traes encima, coño (You didn't wonder what my window-side line was) Y todo ese pasado tan trivial (You just heated up) ¿Sabes qué puedes hacer? Soltar un buen aullido (He just wrecks it all) Soltar toda esa prosa con todos sus gritos (And that's my way) Y pasa pa' allí, que sé que puedes ser más Mucho más que aburrimiento fino