| Had done little to have left him
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| All broken, disfigured
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| Unrecognizable even to the mother
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| "Mom, look how nice
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| The car I got for Christmas
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| You who gave me and said be careful not to scratch»
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| «Crazy boy, you broke even the frieze
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| Are you aware of the damage?
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| I think your old man will kill you»
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| His eyes waiting for the car of the year
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| An Italian model
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| Who just invented
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| Damn car, you stepped on it, it flew
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| You braked he anchored
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| And I debating in there
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| In the hit with the head on the steering wheel
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| I flew through the front glass
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| And the black rage, I couldn't contain it
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| With hot blood, I cut the forehead
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| I broke my teeth and all those people
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| Plague, nobody comes to help me
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| They didn't move worse than that, they laughed
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| Black ceiling, time closes
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| Ozóvo ignites, time to sing!
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| I want to see the hollow
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| Only in the hand I laid down six, but I hated to kill
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| I want to see the hollow
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| Without control touching the bellows, it's time to dance
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| My hatred for automobiles started early
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| After I locked my fingers
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| On the door of an opal
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| My father from inside would be that he pissed himself
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| He thought the son was celebrating
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| It was Cosme and Damião's day
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| After the finger it was the arm, the leg, the back
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| Do you doubt? |
| hit a bet
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| For many will testify to you
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| So many fractures that it drives the doctor crazy
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| It's even in the roof of your mouth
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| You tired just trying to count
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| I want to see the hollow
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| It's too much to ask for a nurse to come help me
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| I want to see the hollow
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| A nice nurse comes to medicate me
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| I want to see the hollow! |