"𝑌 𝑐𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑖́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖́𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑢𝑛 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑜, 𝑙𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑜́ 𝑢𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑝𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑, 𝑙𝑜 𝑢́𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖́𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑢 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑧 𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑖́𝑎".

Nuevo mes, nuevos videos, y nuevas ideas, espero que les guste mucho este edit con esta extraña combinación entre la imagen y escena que no tiene mucho que ver la verdad es que por más que pusiera algo que fuera apegado ala letra, me incline por colocar lo que están a punto de ver tal cual como mi mente lo imagino.

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Escenas de la película Dawn of the dead
Letra:
Now you suck
We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
Well, we may not like it but you better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
Boy, you're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
Now, what's on your nasty old mind?

So how should I begin this?
I guess it started when you were with him
And how he never even took you out to dance
But did he fuck with any rhythm?
But now he's playing with your head
But did he ever make you cum?
Did he ever make you cry?
Do the wires in your mind get sewn together
Rubbed and severed by the heat
And you don't know how long I could stare into your picture
And wish that it was me
I guess it's different 'cause you love him
But I've got an interactive
Sick and twisted imagination
And that's gotta count for something

We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
Get your face between my thighs

I dreamt I was standing in your doorstep
Licking sweat off of your forehead
With your finger in my mouth
And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground
You should hear when you're not around
When it's just us horny poets
Who can't wait to write it down
Swear we were only being being honest
Do you like these little sonnets?
'Cause I wrote them just for you
How quickly they turn sour
So be careful who you screw
And never call
And I'm starting to suspect
You don't intend to do anything you say at all

We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
Now, what's on your nasty old mind?

All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind.






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