Intruso
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Intruder
There's an intruder in my room
I see him through the window
And I'm outside and he's inside a saint
Me in deep measure
That intruder in my room
Dresses in my clothes
I shout, he doesn't listen
And the more I try, the more he takes over my things
He has the same anatomy
As mine
His face is joyful
Mine is in agony
Misery treasure
He laughs, I cry
Mine adopt him
They cover him with what he stripped
They seem happy, I'm sad
Intruder, you made me disappear
