Jalea

Myaters I don't know I'm a stupor bed I'm a pink bed To decorate the thing I was here yesterday Just one thing If you put me in the shoes And take me to the patreous Just sell you too That every Sunday I don't know That I'm the fuck of your legs That the dogs laugh You lose a strange in your room That you drown in your conscience I'm the one who tries to remember you And when you didn't want to see me And even if the knives smell me To lie to you without reason I'm the bastard That I never saw you, but I'm a stupor bed I change my face Waiting for you in the exit Just to use my rope Because there's no potion left A rat in the corner A jewel in the window A Scottish porpoise And love from the Kitts and Pines That every Sunday I don't know That I'm the fuck of your legs That the dogs laugh You lose a strange in your room That you drown in your conscience I'm the one who tries to remember you And when you didn't want to see me And even if the knives smell me To lie to you without reason I'm the bastard I know that you destroy me When you call me crazy That you don'try to do it And I don't know what's wrong Your coffee is only to give me the next I only ask you to wait That I forget those women To fuck your Friday You lose a strange in your room You drown in your conscience I'm the one who tries to remember you H