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Please, just last another year, I need thisPlease, I need a constant, you're the ticketThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing...Please, don't think of what we lost, it hurts youPlease, look at yourself, embarrassingly soThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing...All the constant trafficCouldn't change my mindWhen I say that I am fineBuoys off of BiscayneAre like cells in bloodMaybe too much plasm[a]Taking advantage of meLetras de cancionesYou've made of storiesOf things we've been throughOh, there was no scriptThe best part of me was never youAll the constant trafficCouldn't change my mindWhen I say that I am fineThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing is gonna kill youThis thing... From Letras Mania