La ciudad es mi prision, rejas de estupidez
todos contra todos, solo contra todo ser
patetismo, pura mierda, acostumbrate a perder
cuenta tus balas antes de salir de esas 4 paredes que llamas hogar
cuentalas solo suele volver quien ♪
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