Q
i've been left
without a soul
some may come
and some may go
some may fade
and some may fail
some have gone
inside again
i've got hides
i've got holes
i ain't going
nowhere
i hate sly
i hate soul
my luck holds
and i'm in rome
part from luck
and part in love
i can see
through your disease
know i now
how you can be
it's just too good in here
dying alone
you feel good in here
you been gone
all
gone
musica
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