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Lions

Pereza

Leones

soy un peleón
no puedo con el sol
pero cuidado conmigo, tomo medicacion

lunes cuesta el martes
imposible sin tu voz
he esquivado un tiro
me han rozado dos

Somos bichos raros
lentos y asustados
no matabamos tal vez
nos moriamos de sed
nadie, los dos a la vez
midiendonos como dos leones

Y al final dos heridos grabes
tres perfectos claves
ambulancias, naves

Soy un jugador
sin autocontrol
pero con estilo like rolling stones
te quedas con mi parte
yo me cuelgo de tu voz
otra vez bajamos a segunda, amor.

Somos bichos raros
lentos y asustados
no matabamos tal vez
nos moriamos de sed
nadie, los dos a la vez
midiendonos como dos leones

Y al final dos heridos grabes
tres perfectos claves
ambulancias, naves

Y al final dos heridos grabes
tres perfectos claves
ambulancias, naves

Lions

I'm a fighter
Can't handle the sun
But watch out for me, I take medication

Monday is tough, Tuesday is rough
Impossible without your voice
I dodged a bullet
Got grazed twice

We're weird creatures
Slow and scared
We didn't kill maybe
We were dying of thirst
No one, both at the same time
Measuring each other like two lions

And in the end, two seriously injured
Three perfect keys
Ambulances, ships

I'm a player
Lacking self-control
But with style like the Rolling Stones
You keep my share
I hang on to your voice
Once again we go down to second, love

We're weird creatures
Slow and scared
We didn't kill maybe
We were dying of thirst
No one, both at the same time
Measuring each other like two lions

And in the end, two seriously injured
Three perfect keys
Ambulances, ships

And in the end, two seriously injured
Three perfect keys
Ambulances, ships

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