De mi coleccion Supreme Oh it seemed forever stopped today All the lonely hearts in London Caught a plane and flew away And all the best women are married All the handsome men are gay You feel deprived Yeah are you questioning your size? Is there a tumour in your humour, Are there bags under your eyes? Do you leave dents where you sit, Are you getting on a bit? Will you survive You must survive When there's no love in town This new century keeps bringing you down All the places you have been Trying to find a love
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Me siento Cansado.