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Los Martes Me Siento Menos Mal lyrics by Vicö [Arg]. Las zapas gastadas de tanto recorrer la ciudad Y de llorar Olor a cigarrillo en su pelo dice que Ya no...
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Las zapas gastadas de tanto recorrer la ciudad
Y de llorar
Olor a cigarrillo en su pelo dice que
Ya no puede mirar atrás
El cine agujereado las rodillas lastimadas
Y un bajón que no se va
Se junta con amigos se ponen a pensar
Que no pertenecen a ningún lugar
Tomando clonazepam para olvidar
Esta realidad
Escuchando poetas muertos
Y pensar nada va a cambiar
Nada va a cambiar (nada va a cambiar)
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