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    I confess with no regrets, was waiting for a last lullaby
    My dry old mouth from dust to skin, since my father
    Tough me to sin
    And I confess, I was wrong
    About everyone
    In my defense, down here on Earth
    I was made this way since my birth
    Cause summertime was never meant to be guaranteed

    There’s no cure for you and for I
    The palm of your hand, shows the way
    To what you’re afraid of

    A life in nauseous, nauseous
    Down my head
    (And It goes, time goes), yeah, (carnally)
    A life in nauseous, the voices
    In my head
    (And you get what deserve)
    And I tried, I tried, I tried to get
    Satisfied with wine, flesh and bones

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    With a thousand fish there in the sea
    You looked right upon on me
    It’s a perfect day to play outside, before our bodies are
    Killed by time
    And I confess, I was right
    About all the signs and
    I submerge in agony on bed
    Since my first steps to my premature death
    But I’m not scared, and time goes and goes

    A life in nauseous, nauseous
    Down my head
    (And It goes, time goes), yeah, (carnally)

    A life in nauseous, the voices
    In my head
    (And you get what deserve)

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    Composición: Jo Tomazzoni

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