La Hija De Zalgo [Jeff, Ben, Toby y Tu] " 1ra y 2da Temporada"

Capítulo 12.- Especial Halloween 2/2 .- "2da Temporada"

Tomé el micrófono, sentí unas cuantas gotas de sudor, estaba nerviosa. Vi que Taylor me estaba grabando.

Escuche como empezaba la música. Ahora.

Insertar canción aquí :v

Talk candy in my ear.
Come on.
Come on.
I want your toxic, talk sick baby.
I know those gospel lips can change me.

Look to the right of my okay?
We got exhibit "A"
She.
She ain't okay today.

And to the left
The left of me,
We got exhibit "B"
Oh she's a mess,
To say the least.
She's got her daddy's money
(Money, money)

Honey I think you should run.
(I think you should run)
Run.

Look oh look around, you're lost
But never found, no.
Six feet below the ground,
Where you avoid your problems.

Look right in front of me.
We got exhibit "C"
Anorexic, obsessed with magazines.
And when I look over here,
Oh my god, that's me in the mirror!
No, no, no ladies and gentlemen,
This is my fear.
My eyes and ears.

Honey I think you should run.
Run.

Look oh look around, you're lost
But never found, no.
Six feet below the ground,
Where you avoid your problems.

Look oh look around, you're lost
But never found, no.
Six feet below the ground,
Where you will never solve them.

(I know you don't wanna' hear this but just listen)

The last contendant.
Bad for us.
Bad for you.
The capillary root.
Could root up.
All the little
Puzzle peices
Of what you've been through.

Your hair all up in knots,
Don't ever say you're somethin'

Egotistic, Cynical.
I'm getting out of control.
Out of control.
Out of control.
(Out of control)

Look oh look around, you're lost
But never found, no.
Six feet below the ground,
Where you avoid your problems.

Look oh look around, you're lost
But never found, no.
Six feet below the ground,
Where you will never solve them.

Look oh look around, you're lost
But never found, no.
Six feet below the ground,
Where you avoid your problems.

Out of control.
(Out of control.)
I've got control!

En español

Hablame dulce al oído.
Vamos.
Vamos.
Quiero tus tóxicos.
Hablame, nena enferma.
Se que esos labios evangélicos Pueden cambiarme.

Mira a mi derecha, ¿Estas Bien?
Tenemos la evidencia "A"
Ella.
Ella no está bien hoy.

Y a la izquierda
Mi izquierda,
Tenemos la evidencia "B"
Oh, ella es un desastre,
Por decir lo menos.
Ha tomado el dinero de su papa
(Su dinero, su dinero)

Cariño creo que deberías correr.
(Creo que deberías correr)
Correr.

Mira a tu alrededor, te has perdido,
Pero no encontrado, no.
Seis metros bajo tierra,
Donde evitas tus problemas.