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because I'm leaving
All the force through the mouth
that condemns me and is wrong
without being able to remedy it
because i can't think
Cause the moon has gone crazy
He doesn't love me anymore, he doesn't touch me anymore
lunera moon, why are you leaving?
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
because i don't write anymore
Not when I can or when I want
Because I am no longer the first
Why do they sound so bad?
All the strings of my desires
Because today I see you and today I don't see you
because you are not still
because you are not still
and why dream
Because dreaming is no longer beautiful or ugly
because it is the last thing
The last thing, the last thing that remains
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
because i don't write anymore
Not when I can or when I want
Because I am no longer the first
stop to think
Think so that your thoughts
Serve as a bonfire, where I
I burn on the outside and you on the inside
that doesn't look so bad on you
And that pretty black dress
What happens to me is that if you take off your clothes
Flight, flight, flight, flight
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
because i don't write anymore
Not when I can or when I want
Because I am no longer the first
It's because I
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
because i don't write anymore
Not when I can or when I want
Because I am no longer the first
because I'm leaving
All the force through the mouth
that condemns me and is wrong
without being able to remedy it
because I'm leaving
because I'm leaving
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
because i don't write anymore
Not when I can or when I want
Because I am no longer the first
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
because i don't write anymore
Not when I can or when I want
Because I am no longer the first
because I no longer live
always watching your hair
That the sky had always clouded
And that a storm was threatening and that tastes like mint
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