I suspect your eyes,
I suspect your lips,
I suspect your body,
I suspect you.
And I walk like a madman
doubting your steps,
br/>leaving my life,
doubting you.
And although I know
that everything is the fruit of my imagination,
even if you swear to me,
assure me There is no remedy.
Because I am sick and I suffer
from loving you so much, from loving you so much,
from loving you like this.
Because I am sick and I suffer
from loving you so much, to love you so much,
to love you like this.
I don't believe in your friends
nor in anyone around you,
I suspect people,
I suspect you .
And I walk like a wolf
spying on you closely,

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