As they took his soul they stole his pride....
quizas sea por eso, voy a escuchar mas a Richard...
hoy tuve que pedir un deseo y lo pense, y lo pedi, quizas la suerte este del lado de lo que deseo en esto alguna vez.
I cannot turn to see those eyes
As apologies may rise
I must be strong and stay an unbeliever
And love the sound of you walking away
Mascara bleeds into my eye
I'm not cold
I am old
At least
As old as you are
Why dont you walk away?
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