Suicide notes are sang in poetry
Why would I mind a part of me
One, two, three, here comes the cavalry
Tearing apart our colonies
Forget it, I said it, the storm in the attic
A static, an addict, another way to panic
Forget it, I said it, the storm in the attic
A static, an addict, another way to panic
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh, well
Terminal cells in constant symmetry
Let it all out you're made to please
On your knees in dead artilleries
Buried alive in magazines
Forget it, I said it, the storm in the attic
A static, an addict, another way to panic
Forget it, I said it, the storm in the attic
A static, an addict, another way to panic
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh, well
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh, well
Estimados visitantes, nos encontramos en un momento crucial y necesitamos su apoyo. Para seguir brindando un servicio de calidad a nuestra comunidad y mantener a nuestros servidores y trabajadores, estamos solicitando donaciones. Cada contribución, por pequeña que sea, marca una gran diferencia. Con su ayuda, podremos asegurar un entorno de trabajo adecuado y continuar ofreciendo los servicios que tanto valoran como la letra de canción "Gasoline de 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE". Agradecemos de corazón cualquier ayuda que puedan brindar.
¡Gracias por su apoyo!