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L' Via |
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Hija de Miranda |
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Tu Apellido se cambio |
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L' Via |
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Sin Ojos me quieres dar |
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Una historia sin mi madre |
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Solo tengo que decirte |
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El dolor de noche dice |
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Solo se quedo el vestido |
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Le lave la sangre |
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L' Via |
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No dejes de descansar |
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En la calle caminas |
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Quien te va a perseguir |
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L' Via |
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Te quieren matar |
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Dientes de Machete |
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Cabezas de gallo |
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L' Via |
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Durmiendo en paz |
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Abre los ojos |
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Todo cambiara |
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L' Via |
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Sonado de venganza |
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Y yo te lo juro |
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Lo van a pagar |
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Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain |
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The ones they tightly wrapped in tape |
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In her eraser sang the guilty |
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As it made the best mistakes |
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And with every body that I find |
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And with every claymore that they mine |
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I won't forget who I'm looking for |
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Oh mother help me I'm looking for |
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L ' Via |
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Hija de Miranda |
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Tu apellido se cambio |
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L' Via |
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Sin ojos me quieres dar |
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Una historia sin mi madre |
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Solo tengo que decirte |
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El dolor de noche dice |
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Solo se quedo el vestido |
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Le lave la sangre |
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Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain |
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The ones they tightly wrapped in tape |
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In her eraser sang the guilty |
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As it made the best mistakes |
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And with every body that I find |
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And with every claymore that they mine |
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I won't forget who I'm looking for |
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Oh mother help me I'm looking for |
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Solo tengo |
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Una hora |
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Y me duermo |
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Terminado |
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Por veinte y cinco |
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Anos pasaron |
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Siguen los cuerpos |
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Aqui temblando |
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Tome la sangre |
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Comi el cuerpo |
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Mis lagrimas |
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Quiebra el espejo |
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When all the worms come |
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Crawlin' out of your head |
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Telling you |
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Don't you be afraid |
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When all the worms come |
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Crawlin' out of your head |
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Telling you |
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Don't you be afraid |
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Blackmailed she fell off every mountain |
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The ones they tightly wrapped in tape |
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In her eraser sang the guilty |
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As it made the best mistakes |
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Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin |
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Urgent plea of escape |
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A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard |
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Written in fingernail distaste |
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And with every body that I find |
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And with every claymore that they mine |
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I won't forget who I'm looking for |
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Oh mother help me I'm looking for |
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Blackmailed she fell off every mountain |
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The ones they tightly wrapped in tape |
|
In her eraser sang the guilty |
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As it made the best mistakes |
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And with every body that I find |
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And with every claymore that they mine |
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I won't forget who I'm looking for |
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Oh mother help me I'm looking for |