the flying sly eggs in my poor brain

when I am at the parties           until late of the dawn          am crazy very impure  falling in the faint in the ground                  lights sounds voices wailings         that seem of demons         falling in the faint ground                                              2x           don’t feel anything only venom    Refrão:          marijuana in my poor brain            bleeding inside           as rain of knives             I see flying eggs               succumbing my soul              pulling my legs  solo: 2x         my life is ruined           done of illusion           crossed lives in my road          as a painful coalition         my family my friends      released everything for the drug     I love that am and what has      but no what does for that to work            marijuana in my poor lies            bleeding inside           as rain of knives             I see flying eggs               succumbing my soul              pulling my legs