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Hey, I walk alone through the neighborhood
Marking the days on the calendar with tears
Purifying the hatred, waking up the neighborhood
And loving a path that I feel the devil in my hands

Hey, her sweetness drives me crazy, I stumbled in her madness
I couldn't be without her help, the bill keeps coming
I'm still lying on the sidewalk watching the hours go by
I feel like no one is waiting for me, that when I cry, they don't cry
This anxiety devours me
I leave your damn ass open like a fave de fuca
Do you think I don't realize who sucks up to me?
I opened the knife in my hand, Judas and I met
We don't even cut ourselves in the street bathrooms anymore
But I don't know what she has that makes it inevitable for me
When I start to tie her up, she loses it
Until I met her, I only knew mortals
And now I'm locked in between her rose bushes
They say they are priceless, but I know what they're worth
I write spending in bars (Spending in bars)
Making money juggling
[?] For the prosecutors and inspectors
Blessing for the people who sleep in doorways
Who kill your goals and break your plans
I'm counting the hours for you to devour me
I write time of sentence, there will be better ones
I who got used to delicacies
If you don't want to be in the know, don't get involved
Because here we do it dirty like Esteso and Pajares
You want to eat the world, but then you're worthless
I'm from festivals, you're from carnivals
I warm up the crowd, they light the flares
Here in Valencia I'm Bale in Wales
Bars, pains, and dollars
Everything for the mother, [?] destined to change
Let's go, buddy, let's see if someone stops us
The shark [?] of the sea
I drool death, desolation, disorder
I dream of green meadows
I thirst for blood, my stomach growls
Missing like Schuster in my misalignments
I said: Hello, she said: Goodbye
Then we slept together
I woke up with my neck full of gloss
I smoked one with her and left with the bros
I've been three days without knowing anything, without answering my calls
I've been three days drinking inside a fairy tale
With a lost aim, marked dark circles
Screaming, tell me you love me, nausea
Eyes full of anger and distress
There's no escape in the prison of hatred
All illusory, just delirium
Blocks of gold, glass palaces

I walk alone through the neighborhood
Marking the days on the calendar with tears
Purifying the hatred, waking up the neighborhood
And loving a path that I feel the devil in my hands
I walk alone through the neighborhood
Marking the days on the calendar with tears
Purifying the hatred, waking up the neighborhood
And loving a path that I feel the devil in my hands

El Nadal015
Stelars, ah
Pra, pra, pra
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