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I leave satellite trails wherever I goI burn down all the bridges wherever I goI am the son of a burden and wherever I roamI am the son of a bitter and cold and dirty dreamWhat burns is the feeling of the end of the worldI feel the suffer of the city where I am not aloneAnd what hurts me now is the coming of dawnI never sleep any longer and now it's getting oldWe're all driving down the worldWe're all driving cars aloneAt the wheel nowWe're all driving down the worldAnd it ends tonightWe're all drivingCaught InIn the streetIn the streetUnder meI'll collapse into the streetCollide against the wallTwo lungs to fillTwo wrongs don't make a rightYou were bornLetras de cancionesYou were bornIn the fireYou were bornIn a fireYou were bornIn a fire From Letras Mania