| Give me your hand and now hold me
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| That I will make the night
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| The heartbeat in time
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| Like a piano
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| You are only 16 and you already feel great
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| Your father comes home drunk
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| The holes in the shoes
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| The expression and face of depression
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| A few months ago an ambush and by mistake
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| Mom was at the market
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| You have never accepted it
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| You need psychiatric drugs
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| To heal or alleviate wounds
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| I wonder if all this
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| It makes sense if with a flower
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| Fight the concrete
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| Hours go by and words I invent
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| Immortalize moments stolen by the wind
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| And when you look at those photos
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| You want the strength of 300 soldiers lined up
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| Ready to aim the dagger
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| Drink rum and tequila to learn how to forget
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| At least tonight he can't
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| Hurt
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| At least tonight it may seem normal to you
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| Tell me now where you will go
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| Tell me what's going to happen
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| When the sails will be by now
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| All explained
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| Then tell me what it will be
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| Who smells like the street
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| When the sails will be by now
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| All explained
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| A burning city
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| What is the right way
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| Count these pieces of grass
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| All put in an envelope
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| Friends here
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| They want to see you happy
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| Smile and then they know
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| That boredom is a terrible thing
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| For your friend it wasn't
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| Pink and spring
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| For him and for everyone else
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| His brothers in jail
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| The tattoos done well why
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| The guy is experienced
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| Football fanatic scores as well
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| In the open sea
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| But there is evil inside
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| And it's a poison
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| Which has already taken over
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| And the frightened face
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| The hands are shaking
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| You smoked 4 packs
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| And they don't care about the first one
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| And they all raise their heels
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| Stay alone in this pig world
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| It's natural and this shit in your heart
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| That is about to burst
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| At least this time he can't hurt you
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| At least tonight it may seem normal to you
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| Tell me now where you will go
|
| Tell me what's going to happen
|
| When the sails will be by now
|
| All explained
|
| Then tell me what it will be
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| Who smells like the street
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| When the sails will be by now
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| All explained
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| Guys fight outside that cabin
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| It felt like a fist fight
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| Like the many others
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| It won't make you think about the drama
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| That can come
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| With my own eyes I saw a man
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| In the air jump
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| The next day in the newspaper
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| A news goes around
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| It's not the end of the world
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| But that of respect
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| The end of the boys
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| The end of life
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| For those who stay on the street
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| Still lack of affection
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| A sea of bullshit that they tell on TV
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| If I don't break it, I have to thank the tribe
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| Of those who are ever closer to me
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| And that they believe in Clementino's prophecy
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| Now get out here brother
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| The storm breaks out
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| We just have to go
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| In the rain it appears
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| At least this time
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| It can't hurt you
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| At least tonight it may seem normal to you
|
| Tell me now where you will go
|
| Tell me what's going to happen
|
| When the sails will be by now
|
| All explained
|
| Then tell me what it will be
|
| Who smells like the street
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| When the sails will be by now
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| All explained |