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If It wasn't, cause I walked high
The way of your awaiting
I would have disconnected
Condemned to look at you from outside
and let the sun touch you
And if my life was a staircase
I've spent it all
Looking for the next step,
Convinced that you're on the roof
Waiting to see if I'll arrive
And leaving aside the pathway of the backdoor
Where I saw you leave
Like a sprinkler that's left to make the grass grow again
And now it's all already a field.
Their soliders are flowers made out of wood
My army has no flags, just a heart
Condemned to among the weed
Sowing flowers of cotton
If treacherous death is waiting for me
And before spreading all of myself out, I see myself in a box
'Cause they've buried me with my d*ck out
So that a rat can come along and eat it
And people die at all hours inside my TV
I want to hear some song
That doesn't talk about nonsense and says that there's not love left
And that starts with "yes" and not with "no"
And leaving aside the pathway of the backdoor
Where I saw you leave
like a sprinkler that left the grass growns again
And now it's all already a field.
You say that something don't get what my voice says
How do you want me to be inside your bellybutton?
If between my fingers a flower escapes flying
And she goes alone on the way
You say that something don't get what my voice says
How do you want me to know what I say?
If between my fingers a flower escapes flying
And I let her mark the path for me.
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