TRUST Songtext
von Jully

When you pull outside you′ll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you′ll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
I don't really care if you really care
When I pull outside you′ll be fucking dead
Got a lot of shit, some vapors in my chest
What can I say, man? Blow up my fucking head, like that

And we don′t trust in anyone
And we got no fear when you point that gun
And you can't save me from this nightmare
If you can′t even save your life
You better run away, don't try

And you can′t save me from this nightmare
If you can't even save your life
You better run away, don′t try


When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you′ll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you′ll be fucking dead, right now

Neta, cabrón, ¿sabes que?
Bótate a la verga, agarra tus cosas
Es más, agárrate esta feria
Y si te vuelvo a ver por estos jales
Yo mismo te voy a tronar con este cuete
A'ight? Sobres, pues

No todo
Está mal
Abre tus ojos
Y déjate llevar

A pesar de todo no me vayan a buscar
El último de mis problemas es querer aterrizar
A pesar de todo no me vayas a buscar
El último de mis problemas es volverte a besar
A pesar de todo no me vayan a buscar
El último de mis problemas es querer aterrizar
A pesar de todo no me vayas a buscar
El último de mis problemas es volverte a besar