LYRICS GAME

I discovered our problem

It wasn't the quarantine effect

It was your damn mother, nosy and gossiping

Nosy and gossiping

I, who was so kind

I opened the doors of my home to her

But if I get careless

She makes you want to divorce me

You make me want to divorce

And don't tell me mum loves you

Because she has a doctorate in screwing me over

It's obvious, I won your heart

And the blessed witch doesn't want to see us happy

On her birthday, I'm going to give her a gift

A nice little coffee, but poisoned

When she faints, I put her in my car

And from a cliff down, the devil takes her

And don't tell me mum loves you

Because she has a doctorate in screwing me over

It's evident, I won your heart

And the blessed witch doesn't want to see us happy

On her birthday, I'm going to give her a gift

A nice little coffee, but poisoned

When she faints, I put her in my car

And from a cliff down, the devil takes her

There it is playing

A guitar of limited resources

But many ambitions

Play, Martire!

You

In the middle of this mess

My love, I pity you

But I have grounds

To confront your mom

And end her curse

And since the old woman doesn't leave

I have to plot my plan

She comes

On her birthday, I'm going to give her a gift

A nice little coffee, but poisoned

When she faints, I put her in my car

And from a cliff down, the devil takes her