Artist: Ramones
Song: Pet Sematary
Album: Brain Drain
Release Year: 1989

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-------------------- Lʏʀɪᴄs --------------------

𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑐 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠
𝐴𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠
𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑, 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠, 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠

𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

𝐹𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑉𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚, 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒
𝑀𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠
𝑆𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙
𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑙
𝑉𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦
𝑆𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝐼 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑦
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑡
𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡

𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

-------------------- Sᴘᴀɴɪsʜ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ Lʏʀɪᴄs --------------------

𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑎
𝐷𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑜𝑠 𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑛̃𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑎
𝑆𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑜, 𝑠𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑜
𝐸𝑙 𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑠
𝑌 𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑎 𝑒𝑙 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑖́𝑜
𝐴 𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎, 𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑙𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑒

𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎

𝑆𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑎 𝑉𝑖́𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜
𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑒𝑛̃𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑒𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑟
𝑀𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑠, 𝑒𝑙 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠 ℎ𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑜𝑠
𝐸𝑠𝑝𝑖́𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑠 𝑔𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑎́𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑠
𝑌 𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒, 𝑐𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑙𝑎 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎
𝐴𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑎, 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑣𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑒𝑛

𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎

𝐿𝑎 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑎, 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑜
𝐷𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑓𝑟𝑖́𝑜
𝑉𝑖́𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜, 𝑙𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑝𝑢𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜
𝐿𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑛, 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑔𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑖́𝑎
𝑌 𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛
𝐸𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑎 𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑦 𝑝𝑢𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑖́𝑟𝑚𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟

𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎

𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑧
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑧
𝑁𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑧

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