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Stick your photo on the closet
To feel like you're here
I settled in the month of January
Outside I think it's April
I don't give a damn about the news
Total they never talk about me
I made a country out of this hole
Since you are not here
This is the national anthem
And for my flag I have your brown thong ©
I confess that I have a bad time
And I don't know how I can stay on my feet
And I'm still here hitting rock bottom
Discovering everything we were missing
Blaming myself for everything
Melting the little air I have left
And I'm still here hitting rock bottom
From this my country that is this fifth floor
Since your voluntary exile
Nostalgia continues as prime minister
Everything is the same in my country
Just as you abandoned it
The wallpaper flowers
The copy of the DalÃÂ that you forgot
Needless to say
strange
And the rest of the corny stuff
Do not insist on what is harmful
It is another phrase of your authorship
And although I have paid the taxes
Of this bankruptcy that is living without you
I no longer have a budget left
For another winter without you being here.
And I'm still here Hitting rock bottom Discovering everything we missed
From this my country that is this fifth floor
From your voluntary exile
Nostalgia continues as prime minister