Sunday Morninng After in Matanza

Lyrics Sunday Morninng After in Matanza

Sunday Morninng After
Sunday Morninng After

Sunday morning after
All the drunkness and the blood spits
Bottles around my pillow
An ashtray taste and a headache
Like i have never had

Sunday morning after
I'm afraid to open my eyes and see
Who the hell sleeps by my side
Coz i can't remember
What the fuck a did last night

Sunday morning after
One more night of butchery
Hangover is happiness
Compared to what i see
A godamned fuckin little girl
Very ugly and fat
Wakeup now coz i need to buy
Some cigarrettes

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