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Crown me

Yeah, go ahead. Crowned me. Go ahead crowned me. Go ahead crowned me. Go ahead, crowned me.

I’m not afraid and then y’all I’m a king better watch out

I am not the one you wanna play with.
Don’t try me if you want to do it big
yeah run it by me
ain’t no stopping me
pedal to the metal. I will never slow up
bring it back and I know
all the things that I won’t, I’ll get it and go ,
I got a put on a show for all of you haters
nothings ever sweet with me. I will win now or later yeah

Yeah, I’m the one they respect.
The other they know its true.
Yeah, go ahead crown me King
go ahead. Crown me king
go ahead. Crown me, King
I found a throne now.
On my own now.
This is not a game.
Go ahead and crown me the king.

Get my army, ready ….REIGN

Yeah, never give enough. Never given in.
If I ever lose. Watch me go again
if I can see it is my kingdom
if I wanted then I get it I’m getting what I want. Watch me reign
when I do it. I do it big no it ain’t a a thing
I’m the greatest that you ever seen.
Go ahead and get my crown cause I’m the king.

ES:

Un comportamiento muy extraño últimamente,
con llamadas que contestas sigilosamente,
un olor particular y no es detergente,
y siempre me digo:
¨Está todo en mi cabeza¨.

Está todo en mi cabeza.

Cada vez que te hablo siempre estás ausente,
tienes un comportamiento muy ambivalente,
si te digo lo que siento te molestas
y siempre me dices:
que "está todo en mi cabeza"

Está todo en mi cabeza

Y ya no voy a seguir más
porque no tienes valor de decírmelo,
me da igual si estás o no estás,
es tu cinismo el que no puedo soportar.
Y hoy vienes a mí,
me pides que confíe en ti,
pero haces lo contrario,
me iré, dirás lo mismo porque ya lo sé,
que está todo en mi cabeza

Muchas cosas para hacer es lo que me sobra,
una fila tras de mí es lo que me sobra,
cuentos para escuchar es lo que me sobra,
para que me digas:
que "está todo en mi cabeza"

Está todo en mi cabeza

Y ya no voy a seguir más
porque no tienes valor de decírmelo,
me da igual si estás o no estás,
es tu cinismo el que no puedo soportar.
Y hoy vienes a mí,
me pides que confíe en ti,
pero haces lo contrario,
me iré, dirás lo mismo porque ya lo sé,
que está todo en mi cabeza

Está todo en mi cabeza.

Está todo en mi cabeza
y ya no voy a seguir más,
no tienes valor para hablar,
es hora de
sacarte de mi cabeza



EN:

A very strange behaviour lately,
with calls that you answer stealthily,
a particular smell and it's not detergent,
and I always say to myself:
"It's all in my head".

It's all in my head.

Every time I talk to you you are always absent,
you have a very ambivalent behaviour,
if I tell you how I feel you get upset
and you always tell me:
"it's all in my head".

It's all in my head

And I'm not going to continue anymore
because you don't have the courage to tell me,
I don't care if you're there or not,
it's your cynicism what I can't stand.
And today you come to me,
you ask me to trust you,
but you do the opposite,
I'll go away, you'll say the same thing because I already know,
that it's all in my head

Many things to do is what I have plenty of,
a line behind me is what I have plenty of,
stories to listen to is what I have plenty of,
for you to tell me:
That "it's all in my head"

It's all in my head

And I'm not going to continue anymore
because you don't have the courage to tell me,
I don't care if you're there or not,
it's your cynicism what I can't stand.
And today you come to me,
you ask me to trust you,
but you do the opposite,
I'll go away, you'll say the same thing because I already know,
that it's all in my head

It's all in my head.

It's all in my head
and I'm not going to go on anymore,
you don't have the courage to speak,
it's time to
get you out of my head

So fucking late
I am so fucking late


So many things to see
Reality is softer through an lcd screen
Rigged Esthetics and fucking capitalistic dreams
All seem in my reach


Damn I should be flying, floating amongst the stars
My wings are spread and flapping but it’s just too hard
Sun is far, why is the wax already melting, drooling down ?
Lost in this maze, I gaze up to the Milky Way
My ego goes up and down twerking on this symphony
I'm a bird, I'm a plane, I'm a god, now I'm sucked back to mediocrity
How can I be so weak? I'm a piece of art
Sadness has no price for everything else there’s MasterCard


But it's all possible; all accessible
I won't be another sad clown in this circus
But it's all possible, so fucking buyable
Sculpted in silicone anyone can stand on Mount Olympus


In Walmart I trust
It’s just a race for the newest grail
I'll put my lips to each cup, to every vase
I'll pull out the blade
Holy syrup running through my veins
Modern slaves have no fucking chains, I’m in debt

Damn I’m so hollow just call me a shrink
I’m a blank note in desperate need of ink
I’m a wooden doll lacking a spell
A church that’s lost its fucking bell
Possessions for an empty shell
Give me a fate, set me on fire, make me a flame

Let me enlighten the worthless and plain
It's a lifelong quest

But in the end it all fake, lost in bullshit, I pretend and feign