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I suppose nothing really mattersWhen you're back against the ropesAnd you're down and outSo I propose you make some little changesTo the way you live your life right nowOh, to the way you live your life right nowOh, oh, ohAll you need is what you don't seeI know your type, I know your typeSo I move close, crack the door to your basementSwitch the lights onYou're crying aloneSo I compose the last notes of a song I wroteTo tell you that I'll be fineOh, and I'll tell you that I'll be fineAll you need is what you don't seeI know your type, I know your typeSo get up on the street and find yourself some peaceAnd I know your type, I know your typeAnd I felt bad about what I had saidLetras de cancionesSo I wrote down a list of things I'd change for youAll you need is what you don't seeI know your type, I know your typeSo get up on the street and find yourself some peaceAnd I know your type, I know your type From Letras Mania