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    Cradle the sound, caller speak through your teeth
    I was up and away
    I've never known what to think
    What I wanted to know, where did god sway
    And if the silence was gold, gold, gold
    When you got your way

    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get

    My eyes got sore, oh, those perverts are sick
    I have the truth on my tongue
    Hadn't know until when
    What I wanted to know, whether god was away
    Cause I was there as you, you play
    And you, you fools, you look all the same

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    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never get what you

    You all look the same
    You'll never give what you get
    You'll never give what you get
    You all look the same
    You'll never get what you want
    You'll never want what you get
    You all look the same
    Just do your best to forget
    Just do your best to forget
    You all look the same

    You got your way, you got away
    When god, he was away
    You got your way, you got away
    When god, he was away
    You got your way, you got away
    When god, he was away
    You got your way, you got away
    When god, he was away

    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    You'll never give what you get, no
    Just do your best to forget
    Just do your best to forget
    Do your best to forget

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    Composición: Taking Back Sunday, Adam Lazzara, John Nolan, Eddie Reyes, Shaun Cooper y Mark O\'Connell

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