Watch Dogs - NT Buckets

Cierra los ojos, Para formar parte de este trance Visualiza todo el poder de una ciudad a tu alcance Puedo hacer que todo encima tuya se abalance Que por muy rápido que sea tu coche nunca avance Tengo tu vida personal dentro de mi bolsillo El mafioso de la ciudad ahora sólo es un ladroncillo Querían matarme pero dispararon a mi hija Busco la venganza y mataré a quien elija Me llaman haker y hakeo todo lo que veo La tecnología como la religión en la que creo Yo solo poseo todo el poder en mi mano Nada de esto será en vano porque yo no ando con rodeo No hay nada más potente que el amor de un ser querido Si querían dar conmigo lo habéis conseguido Pero que sepan que soy duro de pelar Que mi futuro está en juego pero no pienso abandonar Quiero que lo pienses y me digas que es lo que tú harías Cuando te quiten las ganas de vivir el día a día Van a sentir este dolor pero multiplicado Cuando coja al hijo de puta que me la ha quitado Soy un asesino bajo la sombra de este apagón Bajo la mirada de la luna juego a ser dios No queda nada que nuble mi consciencia Tengo algo que ellos no, mi inteligencia Si hace falta quemare todo Chicago Yo no soy un héroe pero lucho por lo que hago Tengo todos los datos con solo pulsar un botón Llego la hora de tomar la decisión.

I've got a feeling, I've got a feeling These broken nights and bitter ends We would always starve and devour Our closest friends, my beautiful friends Paranoia, my paranoia Can't let it go, it never lets me go What am I feeling? Why am I feeling? Forecast into the freezing cold Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Your only hope is burning down the chapel All getting washed out with the tide We need to find some middle ground It's always sex or suicide Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries

Woah Yeah Holdon lemme see it I been movin stupid im off of the drank Nigga its fuck what you think Nigga its fuck what you want I put a opp nigga in my blunt, he on the cover of runts My Choppa a thot, Maya Buckets You not tough, Ima up it I hate niggas bitch im uncle ruckus We finna blow this bitch like a trumpet Who said smoke cause nigga i want it Who said slide cause nigga i does it We get the hoes nigga in a dozen I score on the hoes nigga im a bucket Who want smoke nigga, i love it I shot a old nigga with a musket I got diana, she be my muppet I shot a fat nigga call him Lucki She call me her twin, she call me her buddy {Yeah, I come with that fye!) I know my place, i been that nigga since i was 5 I cannot be ugly nigga not while im alive She said she love me and that be a lie I been movin stupid im off of the drank N*gga its fuck what you think Nigga its fuck what you want I put a opp nigga in my blunt, he on the cover of runts My Choppa a thot, Maya Buckets

(Bette:) Ohh-oh, Ohh-oh, ah Sing to me baby, baby. Buckets, nuggets of rain. (Bette & Bob:) Nuggets of rain, Nuggets of tears. Got all the nuggets Comin' out of my ears. Nuggets of moonbeams In my hand. You got all the love, Honey baby, I can stand. I been down, high like an oak. I've seen pretty people Disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, Friends will disappear. You want me, Honey baby, I'll be here. (Bette:) Oh-oh, I'll be here. Ooooooh. Sing to me baby, baby, baby. Buckets of rain. (Bette & Bob:) I like your smile And your fingertips. I like the way that you move your lips. I like that heavenly way You look at me. Everything about you is bringing me ecstasy. Little red wagon, Little red bike. I ain't no monkey But I know what I like. I like the way you monkey around. Stick with me baby And we'll never be found. Life is heavy And life is sad. Life is a bust When you think you've been had. You lose, you must do And you do it bad. I do it for you, Honey baby, ain't you glad? (Bette:) Oh, Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooooh. Bobby, Bobby, Hey there Mister D, You set me free. Yeah. I don't believe I really said that. (Bob:) "Hum, meany." (Bette:) "Oooh, you don't even know. You have no idea." (Bob:) "I don't want to know . . . . . You and Paul Simon should have done this one."

Buckets of rain, buckets of tears Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears Buckets of moonbeams in my hand You got all the love, a-honey baby, I can stand I've been meek, and hard like an oak I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke Friends will arrive, friends will disappear If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here I like your smile, and your fingertips I like the way that you move your hips I like the cool way you look at me Everything about you is bringing me misery Little red wagon, little red bike I ain't no monkey, but I know what I like I like the way you love me strong and slow I'm takin' you with me, a-honey baby, when I go Life is sad, life is a bust All you can do is do what you must You do what you must do, and you do it well I'd do it for you, honey baby, can't you tell?