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	<title>Song Lyrics</title>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 15:50:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Exit</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2009/01/04/exit/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 15:50:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[An Pierlé]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: An Pierlé
Title: Exit

Watching the entire night
Pictures of you I once took
in my mind, was it alright?
Broke the rules by telling you
I liked you too much.
You didn&#8217;t wanna see me
Watching you at your best
As you thought you were perfectly
Answering my questioning
The perfect man
Tonight, I&#8217;m gonna make millions out of light
I&#8217;m gonna pretend I am alright.
Eating [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: An Pierlé<br />
Title: Exit</p>
<hr/>
Watching the entire night<br />
Pictures of you I once took<br />
in my mind, was it alright?<br />
Broke the rules by telling you<br />
I liked you too much.</p>
<p>You didn&#8217;t wanna see me<br />
Watching you at your best<br />
As you thought you were perfectly<br />
Answering my questioning<br />
The perfect man</p>
<p>Tonight, I&#8217;m gonna make millions out of light<br />
I&#8217;m gonna pretend I am alright.</p>
<p>Eating the entire night<br />
Raw fish trained 4 years<br />
to kiss my lips as the main dish<br />
Broke the rules by asking you<br />
what I&#8217;d to do next.</p>
<p>And I never thought you&#8217;d had<br />
Such a small small face<br />
Though you always taught integrity<br />
I find but disgrace<br />
As you thought you were perfetly<br />
Answering my questioning<br />
The perfect man</p>
<p>Tonight, I&#8217;m gonna be questioning your rights<br />
I&#8217;m gonna be strong enough to fight<br />
The wrong reasons why you wanna be in love with me</p>
<p>Tonight I&#8217;m gonna make millions out of light<br />
I&#8217;m gonna pretend I am alright</p>
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		<title>Wind In Our Sales</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2009/01/03/wind-in-our-sales/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 11:51:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Ambuscade Undeclinable]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Ambuscade Undeclinable
Title: Wind In Our Sales

One day we will have what we need
To build an extremely big neon sign
For people who don?t know who we are
Five guys in a band
We have the wind in our sales
Why quit when we are this close to a dream?
We have the wind in our sales
The heat is waiting [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Ambuscade Undeclinable<br />
Title: Wind In Our Sales</p>
<hr/>
One day we will have what we need<br />
To build an extremely big neon sign<br />
For people who don?t know who we are<br />
Five guys in a band</p>
<p>We have the wind in our sales<br />
Why quit when we are this close to a dream?<br />
We have the wind in our sales<br />
The heat is waiting for us to be turned on</p>
<p>One day we will have what we need<br />
To build an extremely big iron cage<br />
For people who show us no respect<br />
Five lives in their hands</p>
<p>We have the wind in our sales<br />
Why quit when we are this close to a dream?<br />
We have the wind in our sales<br />
The heat is waiting for us to be turned on</p>
<p>Laugh about the irony, we become who we tried not to be<br />
Music falls back to second place in this commercial race</p>
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		<title>Lord of the Funeral Pyre</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2009/01/02/lord-of-the-funeral-pyre/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 18:45:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Angel Corpse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Angel Corpse
Title: Lord of the Funeral Pyre

Beasts of prey strike with lightning speed
Wagons of war collide
Metallic plague armored locusts drive
Into the storm of steel
Exterminate - feed the battlefield hunger
With honor that is loyalty unto death
Cauldrons swarming spearhead boiling over
The ironmonger&#8217;s engines roar
Motorized slaughter panzers smash
Reliquary immemorial of runic conquest
Wincing crablike across a scarred land
Into [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Angel Corpse<br />
Title: Lord of the Funeral Pyre</p>
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Beasts of prey strike with lightning speed<br />
Wagons of war collide<br />
Metallic plague armored locusts drive<br />
Into the storm of steel</p>
<p>Exterminate - feed the battlefield hunger<br />
With honor that is loyalty unto death<br />
Cauldrons swarming spearhead boiling over<br />
The ironmonger&#8217;s engines roar</p>
<p>Motorized slaughter panzers smash<br />
Reliquary immemorial of runic conquest<br />
Wincing crablike across a scarred land<br />
Into the storm of steel</p>
<p>Bombs flagellate as poisoned rain<br />
Corrosives soaking deep<br />
The skin of earth erupts in sores<br />
Wounds and filth unending<br />
Winged death - spurting flames vilify<br />
Splatter the Whore of Armageddon<br />
Gutteral ejaculate - mummifying rust<br />
Disintegrating bones to dust</p>
<p>Exterminate - feed the battlefield hunger<br />
With honor that is loyalty unto death<br />
Cauldrons swarming spearhead boiling over<br />
The ironmonger&#8217;s engines roar</p>
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		<title>Supestar</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2009/01/01/supestar/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 14:37:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[American Heartbreak]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Postcards]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: American Heartbreak
Album: Postcards
Title: Supestar

The sheets turn red wrapped around my face
Hide my broken dreams
Well I can&#8217;t stand anyone
My fucked life is so much fun
While you&#8217;re latch-key lovers in the room she waits
For her love to show
You&#8217;re my best friend anywhere
I could tell you anything
Well there&#8217;s no time for the lonely
When they call your name
And [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: American Heartbreak<br />
Album: Postcards<br />
Title: Supestar</p>
<hr/>
The sheets turn red wrapped around my face<br />
Hide my broken dreams<br />
Well I can&#8217;t stand anyone<br />
My fucked life is so much fun<br />
While you&#8217;re latch-key lovers in the room she waits<br />
For her love to show<br />
You&#8217;re my best friend anywhere<br />
I could tell you anything</p>
<p>Well there&#8217;s no time for the lonely<br />
When they call your name<br />
And there&#8217;s no time for a friend<br />
Thinkin&#8217; &#8217;bout you - you&#8217;re thinkin&#8217; it too<br />
Wherever you&#8217;ll be - forget about me<br />
Taking your fill - they&#8217;re bringing you all<br />
Thinkin&#8217; &#8217;bout calling a friend<br />
But that&#8217;s gonna have to wait</p>
<p>That&#8217;s what you are - You&#8217;re a superstar</p>
<p>Hear them laughing behind my back<br />
When they go away<br />
I see rats infest in the food they bring<br />
Rip your face out of magazines<br />
You&#8217;re America&#8217;s heartbreak<br />
You can ask anyone you know<br />
It&#8217;s American ambition<br />
Your life is everyone&#8217;s</p>
<p>Well there&#8217;s no time for the lonely<br />
When they call your name<br />
And there&#8217;s no time for a friend<br />
Thinkin&#8217; &#8217;bout you - you&#8217;re thinkin&#8217; it too<br />
Wherever you&#8217;ll be - forget about me<br />
Taking your fill - they&#8217;re bringing you all<br />
Thinkin&#8217; &#8217;bout calling a friend<br />
But that&#8217;s gonna have to wait</p>
<p>That&#8217;s what you are - You&#8217;re a superstar</p>
<p>You&#8217;re here today - you&#8217;re gone tomorrow<br />
You&#8217;re here today - you&#8217;re gone<br />
Well I can&#8217;t wait &#8217;till tomorrow<br />
Well I can&#8217;t wait &#8217;till tomorrow<br />
Well I can&#8217;t wait</p>
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		<title>Desert</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/desert/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 16:36:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Alex Lloyd]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Alex Lloyd
Title: Desert

Walking south along my mouth
Through the heart that&#8217;s hard to start
I know it&#8217;s nothing the woman cried
So you&#8217;re leaving you did not lie
The broken light bulb that&#8217;s glowing still
The morning after the sickness pill
And i feel that it will change
It will change
I think it&#8217;s going to rain today
And i hope that it [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Alex Lloyd<br />
Title: Desert</p>
<hr/>
Walking south along my mouth<br />
Through the heart that&#8217;s hard to start<br />
I know it&#8217;s nothing the woman cried<br />
So you&#8217;re leaving you did not lie<br />
The broken light bulb that&#8217;s glowing still<br />
The morning after the sickness pill</p>
<p>And i feel that it will change<br />
It will change<br />
I think it&#8217;s going to rain today<br />
And i hope that it will change<br />
It will change<br />
Washing all of my blues away</p>
<p>The old drunk man who once had plans<br />
No one left now to hold his hand<br />
Priests are calling no happy bells<br />
Can&#8217;t make a difference from life to hell</p>
<p>He was trapped in a desert<br />
Waiting for his friends<br />
He was trapped in a desert<br />
With no defence<br />
And when his will to live had all but gone<br />
He found some water to carry on</p>
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		<title>Locamente Enamorado</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/locamente-enamorado/</link>
		<comments>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/locamente-enamorado/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 16:26:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Alejandro Sanz]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Alejandro Sanz
Title: Locamente Enamorado

Ya ves mi edad
Es tan difícil de llevar
Mezcla de pasión ingenuidad
Difícil controlar
Tu siempre tan fantástica lo se
Que tengo mucho que aprender
Pero tu también
Yo sigo pretendiendo desnudar
A media luz tú intimidad
Y vestir mi piel
Sabes aprovecharte de
La luz que desprendo al mirarte
Mi habitación en silencio esta
Templado el aire y yo
Pienso en soledad
Locamente enamorado
No [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Alejandro Sanz<br />
Title: Locamente Enamorado</p>
<hr/>
Ya ves mi edad<br />
Es tan difícil de llevar<br />
Mezcla de pasión ingenuidad<br />
Difícil controlar<br />
Tu siempre tan fantástica lo se<br />
Que tengo mucho que aprender<br />
Pero tu también</p>
<p>Yo sigo pretendiendo desnudar<br />
A media luz tú intimidad<br />
Y vestir mi piel<br />
Sabes aprovecharte de<br />
La luz que desprendo al mirarte</p>
<p>Mi habitación en silencio esta<br />
Templado el aire y yo<br />
Pienso en soledad<br />
Locamente enamorado<br />
No se que es lo que me pasa<br />
Pero solo puedo pensar en ti<br />
Locamente enamorado<br />
Locamente enamorado<br />
Si ehh<br />
Todo ira bien<br />
Ya veras<br />
Me digo<br />
Por que quiero estar convencido</p>
<p>CORO<br />
Son tan fuertes tus miradas<br />
Elegantes y estudiadas<br />
Yo soy solo un adolescente<br />
Pero entrare en tu mente<br />
Pisando fuerte, pisando fuerte</p>
<p>Compartiendo las miradas<br />
Con las luces a pagadas<br />
Empiezo a sentirme yo mismo<br />
A sentirme más seguro<br />
Pisando fuerte, pisando fuerte (Bis)</p>
<p>Están bonito esto de so?ar<br />
Y tan violenta la verdad<br />
Ya no puedo más<br />
Pero ya me conoces<br />
Y aunque todo se hunda seguiré aquí en pie, en pie</p>
<p>CORO</p>
<p>Están bonito esto de so?ar</p>
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		<title>Peluru Puitis</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/peluru-puitis/</link>
		<comments>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/peluru-puitis/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 10:33:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Ammo Poetic]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Ammo Poetic
Title: Peluru Puitis

Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau ke atas  }
Ku tak kisah pasal kau kalau kau memang poser  }
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau ke atas   }
Ku tak kisah pasal kau kalau kau memang satu poser }&#8211;*2
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau kalau kau bangga
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau dengan pujangga
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau
dakwat bukan darah menitis kau tahu peluru [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Ammo Poetic<br />
Title: Peluru Puitis</p>
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Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau ke atas  }<br />
Ku tak kisah pasal kau kalau kau memang poser  }<br />
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau ke atas   }<br />
Ku tak kisah pasal kau kalau kau memang satu poser }&#8211;*2</p>
<p>Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau kalau kau bangga<br />
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau dengan pujangga<br />
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau<br />
dakwat bukan darah menitis kau tahu peluru puitis<br />
Namaku tetap, peluru puitis!<br />
Tetap abadi, peluru puitis!<br />
Kau mahu peluru puitis, cis!</p>
<p>*YOGI B*<br />
Apabila ku datang mengikut rentak hentak-menghentak kesemua<br />
watak-watak drama rappers yang sangat-sangatlah nak<br />
jadi O.G. O.G.ya!? &#8220;original gangstars&#8221;<br />
Budak-budak berhenti wayang sebelum kau tersentak dengan<br />
rimaku kerana rimaku dari hatiku jiwaku tradisiku poser mengaku<br />
yang inilah satu satunya puisi pantun sajak dan syair alir<br />
mengalir rimaku melantun-lantun tak berakhir<br />
dir-dir def-def tak pernah kau sangka<br />
yang inilah masanya tiba satu pujangga<br />
bangga, Biar dakwat bukan darah yang menitis<br />
dan kau tahu namaku tetap peluru puitis</p>
<p>Chorus<br />
Lambai-lambaikan tangan kau ke atas sebut Peluru Puitis<br />
Rimaku tidak mengenal batas katakan Peluru Puitis<br />
Jangan jangan kau lupa yang asas Peluru Puitis<br />
Senjata pujangga bertindak balas hanya Peluru Puitis</p>
<p>*POINT BLANC*<br />
Menegak warisan insan berwawasan perjuanganku irama hip hop<br />
Berterusan sasaran kini berkesan<br />
Penjelmaanku mengancam kedudukanmu penipu<br />
Megeliru minda individu<br />
Penglipur lara bergelora bersuara hati<br />
Membara mara ke arah sandiwara<br />
Drama poser menyamar sebagai rapper<br />
Gangsta ingatnya megah akhirnya juga huru-hara<br />
Puitis senjataku bagaikan keris dakwat menitis<br />
Karya sastera yang kutulis<br />
Membuktikan gergasi industri akannya juga tumbang<br />
Pendekar pujangga terus berperang</p>
<p>*C.LOCO*<br />
Wahai pendengar kata-kata hikmat dan suci<br />
Dengan pasti laguku tetap mendapati menikmati<br />
Pengiktirafan tanpa batasan pihak atasan<br />
Tiada alasan mengata-ngata bukan-bukan<br />
Komplot rancangan menegakkan Asia<br />
Tapi biar putih tulang jangan putih di mata<br />
Kan ku kata Peluru Puitis membongkar rahsia<br />
Menangkap dia yang menipu sia-sia<br />
Pepatah lama tradisi nama dan agama<br />
Sejak bertahun-tahun dulu tetapi kita sama<br />
Nafsu manusia tetap hilang di alam maya<br />
Sinar peluru puitis ku pelita cahaya</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
<p>*LANDSLYDE*<br />
Merapati mercu tahap kejayaan dengan<br />
Daya usaha menepati kehendak dan kecapaian<br />
Kekemuncak tahap strategi arus aliran<br />
Lirikku tiada tandingan terperinchi<br />
Peluru puitisku genggam menjadi senjataku<br />
Terpendam di hati tanpa batas peningkatan<br />
Menerusi malalui asas kebolehan dan bakat<br />
Yang tertanam dan pengalamanku jangan<br />
Dicabar kesabaranku telah hilang terancam<br />
Tiba masa penampilanku penipuan dan<br />
Kelemahanmu sebagai poser jasa pahlawan tulin<br />
Tak menggunakan senjata puitisku berirama di mata</p>
<p>Chorus</p>
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		<title>Chasing Amy</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/chasing-amy/</link>
		<comments>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/chasing-amy/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 10:10:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Allister]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Dead Ends &#038; Girlfriends]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Allister
Album: Dead Ends &#038; Girlfriends
Title: Chasing Amy

i picked up the phone and said hello
when i picked up the phone i didn&#8217;t know
this girl would be making my world go round
we talked for an hour or two and she said
&#8220;hey kid i would love to see you&#8221;
and i said that would be so cool 
she&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Allister<br />
Album: Dead Ends &#038; Girlfriends<br />
Title: Chasing Amy</p>
<hr/>
i picked up the phone and said hello<br />
when i picked up the phone i didn&#8217;t know<br />
this girl would be making my world go round<br />
we talked for an hour or two and she said<br />
&#8220;hey kid i would love to see you&#8221;<br />
and i said that would be so cool </p>
<p>she&#8217;s so far away<br />
she&#8217;s so far away from me<br />
i wanna see this girl<br />
fall in love with me<br />
and write a song about her<br />
on our new LP<br />
i wanna hold her tight<br />
and keep her warm at night<br />
and tell her<br />
that she&#8217;s the one for me<br />
she&#8217;s the one for me </p>
<p>now i want her to understand<br />
that i just want to hold her hand<br />
but we&#8217;re a million miles apart<br />
i wrote her a letter yesterday<br />
to say how perfect we could be<br />
cuz she already stole my heart </p>
<p>she&#8217;s so far away<br />
she&#8217;s so far away from me<br />
i wanna see this girl<br />
fall in love with me<br />
and write a song about her<br />
on our new LP<br />
i wanna hold her tight<br />
and keep her warm at night<br />
and tell her<br />
that she&#8217;s the one for me<br />
she&#8217;s the one for me</p>
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		<title>The Inverted Gate</title>
		<link>http://e-text.info/2008/12/31/the-inverted-gate/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 09:31:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Aeon]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Aeon
Title: The Inverted Gate

die for me, you worthless
lying machine
leaving you to breathe
would be only another sin
living without you
is the life I can realize
the interspace between us
is like hell from paradise
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Aeon<br />
Title: The Inverted Gate</p>
<hr/>
die for me, you worthless<br />
lying machine<br />
leaving you to breathe<br />
would be only another sin</p>
<p>living without you<br />
is the life I can realize<br />
the interspace between us<br />
is like hell from paradise</p>
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		<title>Cartas Sin Marcar</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Artist: Andres Calamaro
Title: Cartas Sin Marcar

Igual que un ni?o abandonado
que en la calle lo han dejado
yo te busco desesperado
necesito un amigo
necesito que alguien quiera hablar conmigo
Cuando empieza a amanecer
la verdad es tan cruel
y tu lo sabes, eres testigo
ahora soy un mendigo
que camina por las calles perdido.
No me siento bien
hoy perdi la fe
la suerte juega con [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<hr/>Artist: Andres Calamaro<br />
Title: Cartas Sin Marcar</p>
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Igual que un ni?o abandonado<br />
que en la calle lo han dejado<br />
yo te busco desesperado<br />
necesito un amigo<br />
necesito que alguien quiera hablar conmigo</p>
<p>Cuando empieza a amanecer<br />
la verdad es tan cruel<br />
y tu lo sabes, eres testigo<br />
ahora soy un mendigo<br />
que camina por las calles perdido.</p>
<p>No me siento bien<br />
hoy perdi la fe<br />
la suerte juega con cartas sin marcar<br />
no se puede cambiar.</p>
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