Digale a su tio que le preste el bombacho pa' los quinces de su amiguita esa...
Los pobres somos así
__________________ If I let you, you would make me destroy myself, in order to survive you,
I must first survive myself, I can sink no further, and I cannot forgive you.
There's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you,
I've gone to great lenghts to expand my threshold of pain,
I will use my mistakes against you, there's no other choice.
I'm shameless now, I'm nameless now, I'm nothing now, I'm no one now
but my soul must be iron 'cause my fear is naked, I'm naked and fearless
and my fear is naked...
Libertad individual, gobierno limitado, libres mercados y paz.
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