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BOSSA NOVA

Punk

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So many ways to pay my due
Why do so bad to play like you
Oh darling, Im out of fuel
To lock myself in this isolation

So many ways to play like you
Why do so bad to end this due
Oh darling, Im out of tune
To fit myself in this urban fiction

I aint feel it no more,
I aint touch it no more
I aint crying no more,
Ill make it all around

I aint hangin no more,
I aint love it no more
I aint hate it no more,
Ill make it all around
I aint feel it no more,
I aint touch it no more
I aint crying no more,
Ill make it all around

Dont give a chance to enemy
Go back to your reality
People is hard to satisfy
But yeah, I have to give a try
Something changing in my chemistry
It cant be traced in the history
O truth is hard to testify
But yeah, I have to give a try