El Mundo Se Queja
Qué sabes de lo que estás hablando
Tengo que pensar normal
Fui una pieza perdida, nunca hay que encontrar
Es mejor quedarte lejos
Que los extremos decidan
Una presencia alienante del mundo se queja
Es la parte encendida, una caricia en el aire
No me gusta una cosa, yo me cavo mi pozo
La estatua de un ansioso, mi amigo es un soldado
Tres días vienen soldados y el mundo se queja
Aprendiendo a hacerlo con soltura
Tengo que pensar normal
Fui una pieza perdida, nunca hay que encontrar
Es mejor quedarte lejos
Que los extremos decidan
Una presencia alienante del mundo se queja
Es la parte encendida, una caricia en el aire
No me gusta una cosa, yo me cavo mi pozo
La estatua de un ansioso, mi amigo es un soldado
Tres días vienen soldados y el mundo se queja
Aprendiendo a hacerlo con soltura
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Della Paolera, Lucia Gasparini
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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