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I'm the one to say I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but none of this seems like a crime to meIt's morbid, but it must be doneNothing heard, nothing said, one more purist is deadIn the corner there's a Roman dwarf, turning into a horseCall them inWorld is moving at my willBoredom...Call them inIs taking up their time, until I call them inTurn out the light now, they're still movingPush that pedal to the floor, hit and run, you are my bowling pinWhen that bastard's driving, I can call myself a heroineThis is the highlight of your life, this is where white trash failsWe don't do curses in remorseIt's so kind of you to visit me in my loneliness, I understandYou see, it's not the first time for meI've already turned my back to you, to get a stab, then a kiss, you're loving thisIt has to wait, it's you you hateCall them inWords are meaningless until I say themCall them inLetras de cancionesBut you've been called upon to sinI call you inPush that pedal to the floor, hit and run, you are my bowling pinWhen that bastard's driving, I can call myself a heroineThis is the highlight of your life, this is where white trash failsWe don't do curses in remorse From Letras Mania