Bad Routine - 1984 (Mixtape)

Breaking news!
It's 1984, here we have Sunset Chico and Bad Routine
Discussing about a new serial killer in town
Accused of multiple crimes
And he is not being captured
Movies are on the floor
There was a place like this before
Your arms are a sore
Sticky cream on your lips like gum
Spooky kids on the door
They were looking for some fun
Trick or treat, I don't know
I have to choose?
You have to choose
I choose you, we're on the room
Not wearing masking tapes but your lies are gone
I have nowhere to run
It's 1984 and my hair is gone
How many times has he rushed?
Oh really, does life has any rules?
Pretty girls on the halls
Waiting for someone that is enough
Neon lights on the road
It seems to be one of the coldest bones
Wait, this isn't way home
I have to choose?
Now you can't choose
I choose you, we're on the room
Not wearing masking tapes but your lies are gone
I have nowhere to run
It's 1984 and my hair is gone

Written by:
Carlos Sánchez, José Hernández

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