Estilete Blues lyrics by Ratones Paranoicos. No confíes en la diosa Esa vida peligrosa Arrebatos y monedas Pasa el tiempo Para el cuerpo Hasta que llega la...
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No confíes en la diosa
Esa vida peligrosa
Arrebatos y monedas
Pasa el tiempo
Para el cuerpo
Hasta que llega la hora
Estiletes y botones
Esqueletos de captores
Mucha sangre en la vereda
Y un amigo que no corre
Hasta que alguien lo quema
La mañana se pelea
Con mi cara de condena
Fue muy duro ser plantado
Pasa el tiempo
Para el cuerpo
Y tu voz no me suena
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