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A Question of Degree
Once a question of degreeNow circumstances corner meDemanding my attentionLeaving little choicePosing several questionsDistilling in one voiceConfusion not in wordsI didn't want a problemI didn't simply fall outI was thrown at great speedFrom a passing carI didn't touch the groundTill I landed at your doorOh don't touch my luggageI can easily surel) manageTo struggle insideI hide my shakingThus protect my prideI can surely manageTo tremble insideGathering myselfLetras de cancionesAnd spreading it aroundRivers are submergingFlowing undergroundCan I really manageTo survive outside?Can I really manageTo survive outside?Can I?Can I?Can I?Can I?
From Letras Mania