la cancion del morcipan

Quiero comerme un morcipan
A.C.A (automovil club argentino )
en el sofa cama.

Bochini
vacio pan
Bochini
vacio pan
Bochini
vacio pan


(repite desde el principio)

NOFX- franco un american

COSTOFWAR.COM - The Cost of War

COSTOFWAR.COM - The Cost of War

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hero of war - rise against

hardcore

hardcore, es un subgénero musical derivado del punk, que se originó en Norteamérica y el Reino Unido a finales de los años 1970. Se caracteriza por suponer la evolución de los aspectos más enérgicos del punk, los tempos y compases son rápidos, a ritmos de baterías veloces y agresivos, las líneas de guitarras ejecutadas velozmente y con pocos arreglos, amplificadas con un sonido de distorsión, el bajo por lo general hace la misma nota del acorde de la guitarra (sin escalas, ocasionalmente con octavas), la voz es casi gritada, rápida y las canciones
suelen ser cortas.

El hardcore ha creado bastantes géneros de fusión, derivados subgéneros, algunos de estos han tenido popularidad en los medios, como el hardcore melódico, el post-hardcore, el grunge, el metalcore y el thrash metal.

give it all

Break through the undertow, your hands I cant seem to find.
Pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can't speak so I
stop my struggling, then I float to the surface,
fill my lungs with air, then let it out.

I give it all ooh, this is the reason why I sing.
So give it all ooh, cos it's these reasons that belong to me.

Rock bottoms where we live, and still we dig these trenches,
to bury ourselves in them, backs breaking under tension.

For far too long these voices, muffled by distances,
it's time to come to our senses, up from the dirt.

We give it all ooh, this is the reason why I sing.
So give it all ooh, cos it's these reasons that belong to me.

Breathe(Breathe), the air we give(give), the lives we live(live), our pulses racing distances(Breathe).
So wet my tongue(give), break into song(live), through seas of competition.

So please believe your eyes, a sacrifice,
is not what we had in our minds.
I'm coming home tonight, home tonight...

We give it all ooh, this is the reason why I sing.
So give it all ooh, and it's these reasons that belong to me.

Today I offer up myself to this. I'm living for my dying wish.
I give it all ooh, now there's a reason, there's a reason, to give it all.