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There are people for everything
There are things that are told and they seem true
It's a question of hormones
They say they are leaving but they stay
I remain the same, I remain as I am
Maybe deteriorated
And the bitter suburb on the palate
I will never spend a week with the same neuropathy
They made a perverse copy of me
You were absent when they slept
I must have missed something ?... Maybe...
The detached silver coins
From the kiss to the jailer of my heart
I remain the same, I remain as is
Perhaps deteriorated
What never leave the role uninhabited crazy planet)
While the wait fades away
We will have to give up the war for lost
And return to the pleasures
Forbidden or private
For those in need
And I'm still the same, I'm still as I am
Perhaps worse off
And the bitter suburb on the palate
Another rhythm, another beat
Sea rhymes
The great theater of the world must continue