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Climbing through the apples INearly baked & new bathtizedIt came to me, made it just fineYou know the six ones the chimeI hear belowAll the strings have been pulledStill my limbs stay behindAlthough were wery and lowWe still wait for a signIs it possible we know we're slippingWe'll lose our grip in the climbTurning faucets off we know there drippingWe won't spare nickels for dimesBitting tooth, nails and hairSelling papers by the shareIt came to thisHate it thats fineAdmire the skillful designJust down below All the strings have been pulledStill my limbs stay behindWe still wait for a showLetras de cancionesWe've seen many timesIs it possible we know we're slippingWe'll lose our grip in the climbTurning faucets off we know there drippingWe won't spare nickels for dimesIf I could raise my hands so highI'd hesitate for only a whileThen I'd grab on good and tightGive it all up just for a spiteAll the strings have been pulledStill my limbs stay behindWe still wait for a showWe've seen many timesIs it possible we know we're slippingWe'll lose our grip in the climbTurning faucets off we know there drippingWe won't spare nickels for dimesIs it possible we know we're slippingWe'll lose our grip in the climbTurning faucets off we know there drippingWe won't spare nickels for dimesIs it possible we know we're slippingWe'll lose our grip in the climbTurning faucets off we know there drippingWe won't spare nickels for dimesIs it possible we know we're slippingWe'll lose our grip in the climbTurning faucets off we know there drippingWe won't spare nickels for dimes From Letras Mania