LIKE A STONE
on a cobweb afternoon *in a room full of emptiness* *by a freeway i confess* *i was lost in the pages* *of a book full of death* *reading how we'll die alone* *and if we're good we'll lay to rest* *anywhere we want to go* (chorus) in
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Me siento Aburrido.