My guitar in the corner
Wait to a singer
What good play it
If my hopes split
My children dreams left me
A long time ago
Boredom come to me
And say hello
Don’t ask me why I’m afraid of that silence
Don’t ask me why I’m afraid of that silence
I’m listening to the flies
Watching the doors
I can’t listening your advices
I’m bored for sur
Look at you
If I do I will be blind
Stop to run away
If I could
Don’t ask me why I’m afraid of that silence
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