Return to sender. Return to sender. I gave a letter to the postman, He put it in his sack. Bright and early next morning, He brought my letter back.

Y al fin comprendí. Quién soy en verdad. Si me confundí ya no hay marcha atrás. Ahora voy a andar ya no cambio más. Si no me conocen. Me conocerán.

I'm ethereal,my children are legion,serial. They stick to my skin like beloved cysts. I tear away with my nails and teeth and fists.

Feelings. Nothing more than feelings. Trying to forget my. Feelings of hate. Imagine. Beating on your face. Trying to forget my. Feelings of hate. Feelings.

Well you bit my lip and drew first blood. And wore my cold, cold heart. And your wrote your name right on my back. Boy your nails were sharp. Don't stop.

He was the congregation's vagrant. With an unrequited love. When your passion's exaltation. Then finding refuge is not enough.

Pasaréis. Pasarán los tiempos. Se irán los momentos. Ya lo veréis. Pasarán los imperios, las guerras, los besos. Y donde miréis.

Yeah I smoke pot, yeah I love peace. But I don't give a fuck, I ain't no hippy. Yeah I smoke pot, (do it) yeah I love peace (do it).

We sign our cards and letters bff (Uh uh). You've got a million ways to make me laugh(Yeah). You're looking out for me. You've got my back.

I’m at a party I don’t wanna be at. And I don’t ever wear a suit and tie. Wondering if I can sneak out the back. Nobody's even looking me in my eyes.

Find your dreams come true. And I wonder. If you know. What it means. What it means. And I wonder. If you know. What it means. What it means. And I wonder.

(Give me a scream, Corey). Yeah. I don't like a fuckin' thing, music sucks dick. Suck the snot end of the tip of my prick.

[Post Malone]. Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael. Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you.

Some say love, it is a river. That drowns the tender reed. Some say love, it is a razor. That leaves your soul to bleed. Some say love, it is a hunger.

[Featuring Richie Rich]. Intro: Richie Rich, 2Pac. [RR] Pac. [PAC] Hey. [RR] What's happenin. [PAC] Not motherfuckin double R, Richie Rich.

Standing at the crossroads. World spinning round and round. Know which way I'm going. You can't bring me down. Don't you try and teach me no original sin.

Celine:. I'm scared, so afraid to show I care. Will he think me weak If I tremble when I speak ? Oooh - what if there's another one he's thinking of.

Fin y vuelta a empezar. Bautizando mis daños de absoluta fe. Ilusión quizás. Más con un principio que defenderé. Porque apuesto en los dos.

I slipped away. I slipped on a little white lie. We've got heads on sticks. You've got ventriloquists. We've got heads on sticks. You've got ventriloquists.

Es dolor en saber que lo nuestro se puede terminar. Porque simple y sencillamente nunca he sabido actuar. Y se que mueres por mi, vives por mi.

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