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We turned in to concrete dogsI could go for a cup, for a cup of skinafter soaking in a tub, in a tub of ginI would rot in a pile of thoughts if I could be old broken againOld broken againOld broken againIf I could be old broken againPedestrian reaction times are melting, frosty glassvenom, venom In the venom lies a truthIn the venom lies a truthOld broken againOld broken againIf I could be old broken againWe met at an old broken sea shanty gatheringWe turned in to concrete dogsAt an sea shanty GatheringOld broken againOld broken againLetras de cancionesIf I could be old broken againWe turned in to concrete dogsI could go for a cup, for a cup of skinAfter soaking in a tub, in a tub of gin From Letras Mania