I started to think
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I'm starting to think
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I'm constantly loosing, who you want me to be
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You started to Die
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I start to rely
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And confide because I, I do what ever I can
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Pero me mata, ya no sirve
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It's driving me insane
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And it's fucked up, that's what this is
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And it's never gonna change
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I'm
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Picking up the pieces
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Every time you leave me here
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I'm a mess
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And I must confess to you
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La gente me lo dice cuando ya - right here
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Cabes no mas
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Perdiras la paz
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I shudder to think
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I shout out to think
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The only confusion's who you want me to be
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I started to lie
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You start to deny
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And defy because I, I do whatever I can
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It's killing me to face this
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It's driving me insane
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It's fucked up, that's what this is
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And it's never gonna change
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You want to leave
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We'll fly away
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To give and keep
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We'll die awake
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Caminos sin destino
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Caminas, con tus ojos sin caminos
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For 60 days the air will disappear
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For 50 days you will know me
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The map will have to be re-drawn
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And the sky will dress all in black
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Holding your hand till the last dance
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Right into this ballroom of circumstance
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We'll die awake
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I'm
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Picking up the pieces
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Every time you leave me here
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I'm a mess
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And I must confess to you
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La gente me lo dice cuando ya - right here
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Cabes no mas
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Perdiras la paz
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Pieces Of The Sun
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| Ill Nino |
