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Angel paints metal moons,
Leaves paper flowers,
Who knows what's in his head?
He sat beyond,
of his confused reality
In love with nothing.
Imagine that I can love you
In what lasts a story,
Imagine that you like kissing...
If you would be the delirium of your universe,
Forgive me if I lose my reason;
But with you I die to fire
What can I do?
And raise your hand who does not carry a madman inside,
Le go and follow me,
That the footprint of loneliness was...
Angel sleeps alone on the couch,
And I care because I know that hides a soul of grandeur,
Sometimes people do not know,
Sometimes people do not understand,
Judge you for being different...
Imagine that I can love you in what lasts a story,
Imagine that you like kissing...
If you would be the delirium of your universe,
Forgive me if I lose my reason;
But with you I die to fire
What can I do?
And raise your hand who does not carry a madman inside,
Le go and follow me,
If you would be the delirium of your universe,
Forgive me if I lose my reason;
But with you I die to fire
What can I do?
And raise your hand who does not carry a madman inside,
Let go and follow me that the footprint of loneliness was.
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