Tututu..
Ungrateful just like your physique
You grew up in her arms
Feed from her like a tick
Until? paralyze his voice
You took your words in his mouth
And your breath in his sorrows
And your fiercest words
In the burning flow of his veins..
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Poor idiot, dark bastard
Damn?, ? never be a man
Poor idiot, dark bastard
With her, you will never have moms..
Soak? your pen in his tears
And put his wine in your water
Did you make his beauty? your charm
Today, you're not even handsome anymore
Have you seen noon? her door
And your strength in the hollow of her back
Asphixyated and left for dead,
But she breathes this morning..
Chorus
You Are you swollen? of his tender words
Empifr? of his jealousies
Did you get drunk? of its meanderings
But you are leaving today
You took all its chances
To fly with your own wings
You were able to rise from its ashes
br/>Now you don't need her anymore...
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