My life is asking for money
to buy glue
I can't take it anymore!
My traveling companions
they die every day, they sell stamps!!!!!< br/>I can't take it anymore!
I had a family and a home just like you
it was a box in a village!
Memories of my father beating my mother
raping to my sister and me?!
I can't say it was a very happy childhood
was it very hard for me?!
I need glue on my nose
to forget about the shit that exists around
Moquinto they tell me, Moquinto I am
oh yes? yes? !!!
Moquiento they tell me, Moquinto I am

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