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Los Cerdos

Oxymoron

The Pigs

Bluelight screaming, figures in the dark
Shelter-seeking, but you've run so far
They gonna get out if you're slow and put you in a cell
You don't wanna be arrested so you run like hell

Chorus


Here comes ... the pigs
They always nick the underdogs

There's no regret but nowhere to go
Draw back, breathing, but you've run to slow
They don't care if you're innocent, they don't care if you're right
They're looking for a scapegoat and they found their prey
... hide or you're getting screwed

Los Cerdos

Bluelight gritando, figuras en la oscuridad
Buscando refugio, pero has corrido hasta ahora
Van a salir si eres lento y te ponen en una celda
No quieres que te arresten, así que corres como el infierno

Coro


Aquí viene... los cerdos
Siempre atrapan a los perdedores

No hay remordimiento, pero no hay adónde ir
Retrocede, respira, pero has corrido a lento
No les importa si eres inocente, no les importa si tienes razón
Buscan un chivo expiatorio y encontraron a su presa
esconderte o te joden

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