Matadouro
Read Matadouro lyrics by Cinza Como a Morte on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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Matadouro
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O medo e o pânico chegam perto
A está pra chegar
O momento tão aguardado na vida
A morte talvez virá
Eu sinto o cheiro dos hormônios
Que dizem que algo vai acontecer
A faca está afiada
As botas estão lavadas
Sinto o medo, sinto o horror
As sombras estão chegando
Me sufoca, me sufoca
Estou agonizando...
O sangue é grosso
Vermelho escuro
Mancha a faca
Mancha a bota
Me sufoca, me sufoca
Estou agonizando...
“Todos mortos são apenas coisas, coisas mortas não importam"
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Cinza Como a Morte performs "Matadouro", and this lyric page sits inside the Cinza Como a Morte catalog on LyroVerse.
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