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There's a man in a suit at my front door And he's got some paper in his hand Says I got to come down to the station And he hopes I'll take it like a man

Brown eyes and lungs are filled up with smoke Fast lives are stuck in the undertow But you know the places I wanna go 'Cause oh, oh, oh, I've got a sickness

Break or be broken A sensitive target A thirty day boy in A twenty day city Nothing is easy You know their methods Just for a moment That beats creation

Ya me canse de estar jugando a las escondidas Ya no me busques, aqui estoy Si no te di la cara antes no es cobardia Tu bien sabes como soy A mi no se

It?s five past dreams, I should be home asleep But I just want to keep this moment alive It?s just you and I And I can?t deny that I?ve had too much to

You look so disbelievin' at my suitcase by the door My taxi?s on it's way here, I can?t take it anymore Lately you?ve forgotten what lovin' me is about

Five minutes to flush They say they just wanna question me the interruption 4 in the morning they knocked and caught me fuckin' Throw on something mad

Five minutes to flush Nature: They say they just wanna question me the interuption 4 in the morning they knocked and caught me fuckin' Throw on something

Sometimes I lie awake, And think about the day I watch you all walk around with, Your eyes half open I smoke one more cigarrette and, start it all over