and so it is, just like you said it would be...
Life goes easy on me. Most of the time... And so it is, the shorter story no love no glory. No hero in her sky
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no me ves? no escuchás? ya es noviembre y todo huele mal. Mi obviedad sepultó la tristeza... sin susurrar TE EXTRAÑO AMOR.
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strumming my pain with his fingers... Singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song.
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AND IF I ONLY COULD, MAKE A DEAL WITH GOD...