Quebonafide - Half Dead ft Reto

[INTRO: Quebonafide]

Today you hear, I will always be next to you (ameno, ameno)
Tomorrow you sit with yourself again (ameno, ameno)
I have fucking hallucinations, I see things that you can't see
I lean my thin fingers in a cross, my ameno

[chorus Quebo x ReTo]
My dance macabre,
So come to the dance where the step is a chance,
And our destiny plays for us,
I have an old mans soul, I cannot roll
On fingers half(dead), on fingers half(dead), on fingers half(dead) .. (x2)

[1 verse : Quebonafide]
I put the glistened my Hypervenom,
Next to the art of Kinder Bueno,
Everybody is fucking telling me about love over and over,
But wherever I look, I see violence,
I am writing again this night, 3rd day of rodeo,
Yesterday I was stressed out recording a demo
Now it's money like Dery Treo,
I am an epidemic with a vision of emo children (what?!)
Today you hear, I will always be next to you (ameno, ameno)
Tomorrow you sit alone with yourself again (ameno, ameno)
I have fucking hallucinations, I see things that you can't see
I lean my thin fingers in a cross. my ameno
I'm barely alive, the sun is barely alive,
From a city that has no perspective,
Just go through the crisis,
Only the leased track,
Only good wife, although uglier than Weezy
So end it or kill me
They shoot to me like to Harambe
How many times this swamp tried to kill me
Moment of pleasure, and just then - death, motherfucker ameno

[Break]
Dori me
Interimo adapare dori me
Ameno ameno lantire
Lantiremo
Dori me

[chorus Quebo x ReTo]
My dance macabre,
So come to the dance where the step is a chance,
And our destiny plays for us,
I have an old mans soul, I can not roll
On fingers half(dead), on fingers half(dead), on fingers half(dead).. (x2)

[2 verse : ReTo]
The only downfall is the fault, I suffer for my own, the rest isn't me
Growing up, but is it gonna work out well for me - it's
hopelessness
Sweeps, when I gather these thoughts, it's time for sleep, I think, now perhaps?
Don't see it for me and I take a butcher's, and I look to, what I can expect
They want to gain control over me or for me to die a dogs death, but this is not for me
I spill blood for blood, I change breath for breath, my cellphone is dead
I have dreams like this, ey, some believe that I lack a conscience, ey
But if I'm changing for the better, I think, how can I turn on my heart, when I think, I don't have one, ey
I belive in things I can see, I trust only gravestones
When they choose to name you a leader, for the second name they often choose loneliness
When I smoke in a car I lower the window, when sadness consumes me i lower my head
Bang one's head against a brick wall, but when you look at the pictrues you won't notice, right?
Am I half dead, when people like you dont get a headache? - my head is melting
Am I mad or normal? You know 'couse you create facts, and i must hide them
I hear more, I feel more, I see more - and it's a little heavy for me, since I know
'couse my heart fucking breaks and it happens everyday, as if it wanted to stop the oxygen

[chorus Quebo x ReTo]
My dance macabre,
So come to the dance where the step is a chance,
And our destiny plays for us,
I have an old soul, I can not roll
On fingers half(dead), On fingers half(dead), on fingers half (dead).. (x2)