Por un año que no lo fue. Salud, fucking twenty thirtheen.
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy, easy
Easy, easy
You break the bridals to meet
Losing control
Easy, easy
Crushed for your holy soul
Concealed and cold
Easy, easy
Oh, easy, easy
Burn all your things
To make the fight to forget
Easy, oh, easy
Burn all your things
To make the fight to forget
Easy
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy
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