Dedicado a todas las personas que creen en la musica
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Dedicado a todas las personas que creen en la musica
DESNUDOS EN COMA SON: Sebastián Pérez Guitarra/Voz Victor Gamboa: Bajo David Rincón Batería/Voz songs 1. Illuminated 2. We Search For The Answers 3. Canturas y Pinturas 4. Globes & Science 5. Algorithms 6. David Dolores Frank 7. Rock ‘n’ Roll Kids 8. The Drunken Deer With The Leather Jacket 9. Mr. Hot-Dog And The Sugar Daddy (Live) 1.Illuminated 2.We Search For The Answers We don’t want to believe in all the prophecies We don’t want to be here without a reason to live We search our hopes trough mystical sounds We claim the answers they’ve kept from us With our hands we make we create we kill With words we calm our ambitions Were here today, we are the truth Were coming home as one, the lights been poisoning the ones who fell behind My altered thoughts have been awake, ill never lose my faith again Cause we are kids who found the answers Suddenly my spirit begs for help So ditch my skin Touch me now. Probar la rosa de tu pétalo mami, se me calienta el caneloni Inundar mis ojos en tus muelas, y saborear las verduras del otro Maltratar tus naranjas vendidas, y comprarte el cielo sin tus diablos Estrujar mí barbilla en tu crema, y te muerdo el panetoni I’ve been awake and wondering What should I do? My precious roots create a path We search for the answers Theirs brain control Religion and loneliness Y Soledad. "And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, facing the blind deaf stone alone with nothing to help you but your hands and your own head." We don’t want to, Its understanding. Become somebody like you? Fuck you. 3.Canturas y Pinturas She finds her way across a blinding faith outside Conductivism holds her mind in everyway A journey made by pills keeps sickness right inside She´s being held by thoughts created by the one The ones that try to take control You´ve got a sickness inside you There´s always something else that beauty can’t explain You´ve got to be the one, the third inside you We´re holding hands We close our eyes It’s not a remedy No Canturas son mejor que flores en marfil Saturas lo que son y vives a morir Pinturas viven más que el alma del pintor Algunas mentes son la cura de este error. 4.Globes and Science Cause I’m gone Away from this globe of science, disformed We’re halfway across the earth Nothing survives God is claiming you Blinded by dimensions Hoping for regressions We never wanted this Climb right away the zeppelins falling These are the days we dream through our voices The greatest sin has been written There is always something else To be found to be loud to be sound ´Cause I’m done Behalf all the signs and symbols Rewinding Jardín de anís, azul espacio y sol, compas sin fin Cayota gris, raspído entero ser, cáncer frágil 5.Algorithms Hold on, it isn’t quite time yet To believe, to retrieve Facing time makes your fake orbital mask dry in decay False description of faith A thousand soul brigades couldn’t take you False imprisonment of lies Dry your eyes, feel the air, inside you Keep your eyes straight up ahead Don’t fall asleep, this is truth We´re facing the truth We´re blinded by cubes and stones 6.David Dolores Frank 7.Rock n Roll Kids You´re tired to fuck with your glasses on No more pictures for you Heavy metal inside your veins That’s what I want you to do It’s so hard for you to remember this Were rock n roll kids Fire, fire, your blogs will burn on fire Ser mejor que el mas allá 8.The Drunken Deer with the Leather Jacket I’m falling, becoming; I’m rolling around with my sick old roller skates Soul burning, punk sounding, I’m hanging around with my pack of cigarettes. I was hanging by the old man’s bar; I saw my name written on a grave. A frozen chill went down my spine; I turned around and walked away. I was driving through an empty street, taking hits on every turn. I felt this darkness sitting next to me, I turned around it couldn’t be. I won’t believe in myself I won’t believe in my curse I was waiting, staring at my door. Half-human demon came to me. Offered a gamble on my soul, Sweat started to pour out of control. I found myself in a deadly race, Side to side with raging sounds. My broken wrists by the black and whites, So my soul was his to keep. We never wanted this We never wanted... Mr. Hot Dog And The Sugar Daddy I couldn’t forget the things we could´ve been. We couldn’t believe that it was going good Defeated by school I never got that shit I’ve got no career, but I’m looking sharp No one’s taking me down Nobody’s pulling me down No one’s taking me down Nobody’s pulling me down He feels like a whore, he sees this town as something great The gay and the beast, his favorite book I´m dying to be the soup of someone else So take my soul and take my skin Dedicado a todas las personas que creen en la musica independiente. E-Mail: [email protected] Facebook: facebook.com/desnudosencoma7 Twitter: @desnudosencoma Yimup: yimup.com/band/desnudosencoma Myband: myband.is/desnudosencoma Reverbnation: reverbnation.com/desnudosencomanakedinacoma Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/nakedinacoma Producido por: Sebastian Perez y David Rincon Grabacion y Mezcla: Sebastian Perez Diseño y Diagramación: Juan Felipe Sandoval Booking: Camilo Gonzales Cel: 3182207554 E-Mail: [email protected]