Cultura Profetica del tope al fondo

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As time has passed,
Suddenly so violent.
The laughter finally erased from me.
Well, I don't feel anything.
Nothing beats here.
Here You can't hear anything.
Here, don't come back for anything.
I don't see myself the same in you anymore,
And I don't like seeing myself like that,
The glass of this one broke I dream,
I search in our month of April.
And I don't feel anything.
Nothing beats here.
Here you can't hear anything.
Here, don't come back now for nothing.
Because you have fallen black,
From the top to the bottom.
How you have fallen so deep,
From the top to the bottom.
How you have fallen so deep ,
From the top to the bottom, to the bottom.
How you have fallen so deep,
From the top to the bottom, of my heart,
How you have fallen.
To think that Loving you was once my art,
Taking care of you and constantly enlightening you.
Today my guitar still reveals itself,
But it doesn't sound the same.
Well, I don't feel anything.
Nothing beats here.
Here you can't hear anything.
Here, don't come back for anything.
How was it...
From the top to the bottom.
How you fell so deep,
From the top to the bottom.
How you have fallen so deep,
From the top to the bottom, to the bottom.
How you have fallen so deep,
From the top At the bottom, of my heart,
How you have fallen.
Black…How it was,
How you have fallen.

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