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limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
no se aflija que sobre
quando o vu dos olhos for levantado
eu estou cantando-lhe
alguns dos hurts que voc se curou
pensamentos atravs de minha cabea
veio fazer exame de me pela mo
eu vi que o deus voc a duvida?
so voc acordado?
h trs maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
simplesmente falando
pela ponte rude

 



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