Não É o Fim

odor

Every morning, same ol’ road,
Coffee in my hand, half my brain explodes,
Windows up, I hit that spot,
And that smell just hits me — like it’s fresh and hot!

My wife turns slow, gives me that stare,
Kids start gagging in the backseat air,
I swear to God, I didn’t do it —
It’s that manhole cover, I just drove through it!

(Chorus)
It was the sewer, not my ass!
Stop blamin’ me, I gave no gas!
Every single day, it’s the same damn place,
They wrinkle their noses, but I lose that case!
It was the sewer (yeah),
Not my ass!

I tried rolling down the windows wide,
But then the stench just climbed inside,
I said “That’s methane, not my lunch!”
But they don’t believe me — not that bunch!

Now every drive’s a courtroom trial,
I’m on the stand with a nervous smile,
“Your Honor, I swear it came from the drain!”
But the jury (my family) says I’m insane!

(Chorus)
It was the sewer, not my ass!
Stop blamin’ me, do not harass!
Every single day, it’s the same ol’ funk,
They think I’m droppin’ bombs in the trunk!
It was the sewer (yeah),
Not my ass!

Maybe one day they’ll understand,
There’s a foul-smellin’ demon beneath this land…
Until then I’ll drive in shame,
With a fart I didn’t claim…

(Chorus)
It was the sewer, not my fucking ass!
I’m a victim of the city’s lower class!
Every crack in the road’s got me framed again,
For crimes of stink I didn’t commit, my friend!

It was the sewer (yeah!),
Not my fucking ass!
(Not my shithole… 
...I swear to God!)

Ketchup Tears ©2025 PicPro Studio

Wasnt me

show me how to walk away the way i want 
i cant take this pain away the way i want
and i cant ride away no more no
i feel the hurt no 
i made it worse 

but dont wait for a guy like me 
molly all week
ecstacy aye 
fine wine from 2014 
i would pop a bean, but i put it in my drink

i forgot everything that happened till the sun went down
move on, move on
and ill pretend the pain i feel is not real

2014 (prod.cvlrfcksu)

when will you soundcloud people find my music?

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A LOS DEMONIOS LES REZÉ PARA VER CUANTO DURARÉ CON EL DOLOR Y EL HAMBRE, YA HUELO SANGRE OTRA VEZ Y NO QUIERO ENLOQUECER SOLAMENTE ME QUEDA-
MAAAAATAAAAAARTEEEEEE MAAAAATAAAAAARTEEEEEE

POR QUE TE ESCONDES CADA VEZ?, ESO ME HACE ENFURECER, TE QUIERO VER EN EL EDÉN, Y QUIEN TE QUIERE? NO LO SÉ, NO PUEDO VERTE ES MI MENTE QUIEN ME JUEGA EN SUEÑO 
SANGRE, SANGRE, PADRE, PADRE

soy una cobra, kero sangre, estoy muerta. cuando, soy una tonta, kero sangre, estoy muerta. cuando 

COLMILLOS BLANCOS LES BESÉ, Y CON SU MUERTE ME CASÉ, TE QUIERO VER A TI CAER
Y CUANDO SIENTA TU MIRAR SABRÉ QUE ES HORA DE BAILAR CON 🖤TU MALDITO CUERPO🖤
SECO, SECO, DENTRO, DENTRO

te quiero ver en el edén

sund3r
sund3r
sund3r

vocalist / instrumentalist / producer

Ketchup Tears is an alternative rock stew focusing on dry humour and nonsense, incorporating nothing super tasty...but when you're poor, the broth is usually the tastiest part of the stew anyways. 

All songs by Ketchup Tears ©PicPro Studio Edmonton, AB

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