(MC Buchecha)
You need to stop and listen to me
There are a lot of people talking too much
To end the peace that satisfies us
They come and go, they take and bring
Everything ok, I confess I made it easier
But at the time, I got carried away
The madness that I bought, I made it versatile,
I was a customer and I couldn't pay
It hurts too much, I didn't have it intention, my love
Have pity, in both senses, passion
Have pity, with compassion
Have pity, on the guitar strings
Have a big pity
My muse, abuse me, use me, love me
Leave me sweaty in bed, in bed

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