Mister know it all, false perfectionist God.
You tell me you love me, but you don't even know me
On the other hand, I know who you are very well
I know your history
I know your fears
The love you offer me can't be real
The sun is setting and you allow to see through the interior of your eyes
A weakness that I gently take away with my lips
One more day
That I believe I'm pretending
Don't you believe it?
Your tormented voice can't let me think
You don't have a choice but to let me go
Your love is fooling you
It declines your intelligence
The day is wonderful
The incredible thing is that it is possible.
A UNA NIÑA LE ROBARON... - A una niña le robaron su precioso corazón, y lloró la niña entonces al sentir tanto dolor. Era una flor olvidada con pupilas de latón y unos pétalos herm...
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