Los Bunkers me muelen a palos

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I go out every dawn and it seems that everything is wrong,
it would be so absurd to talk about things that will not change
I take long walks every day to work
despite everything I am fine but then it goes away Let's go
I've been wearing the same pants and the same face since yesterday
I'm silent for no reason, just to please
Who can assure me that you're telling me the whole truth
don't give me the same hand with which you don't let me win
they beat me with clubs,
they hit me from behind
they beat me with clubs
and there is no need for them to hit me one more time
don't tell me again to pick up what's left over
I can't get used to looking at you and not feeling resentment
we have never won anything nor are we going to win
despite everything I I'm fine but then it's going to pass
they beat me with sticks,
they hit me from behind
they beat me with sticks
and there's no need for them to hit me one more time
stones fall on me, stones fall on you, stones fall on me
they beat me with clubs
and there is no need for them to hit me one more time
there is no need for them to hit me give one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time, one more time

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