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I see your house from my balcony,
Fireplaces and your clothes in the sun,
Silver airplanes, skimming the roofs,
Dressed and in bed,
I keep an eye on your window,
I look at painting books that I stole
I'm not hungry, I won't eat today,
I don't know what I'm complaining about,
I already have what I want,
I'm free in front of the mirror,
I don't go out now that I can
And you always say that I am a soul from hell,
I will have to agree with you, maybe it is true,
I always tend to wanting what I don't have,
Now that you're no longer here
I'm wasting away
Dirty clothes, pictures I've painted
Old records, everything I throw away
Fifteen-day beard,
I wouldn't get up,
Disorder in the campaign,
Now I know he's deceiving me,
Possession credentials,
What nonsense
This jealousy has burned me
I don't know what I believed,
And I finally said,
Now I have it,
And I was already around
Let's see if I learn
And your letter confused me, I'll never go back,
Your look warned me, now I understand

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