Fibonacci
Sol Boe
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I'm the rain on holidays And a night of loneliness From the limits of tu conscience I will make a tí mad You may call me The devil But a tí know That I'm a god With the fingers in my ears Hiding shits that I don't hear Faded by the sun, unconcious Raised from the mud You may call me The devil But a tí know That I'm a god From the limits of tu conscience I will make a tí mad To leave apart all that nonsense At least I see a tí tried You don't say a word Far and close Of being wrong From the limits of tu conscience I will make a tí mad To leave apart all that nonsense At least I see a tí tried You don't say a word Far and close Of being wrong From the limits of tu conscience I will make a tí mad To leave apart all that nonsense At least I see a tí tried You don't say a word Far and close Of being wrong Of being wrong From the limits of tu conscience I will make a tí mad To leave apart all that nonsense At least I see a tí tried You don't say a word Far and close Of being wrong Of being wrong
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