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Don't pretend that you don't know meIf you mean to offend me then you're doing pretty wellAnd how convincingly you've shown meThat the love I thought was built to last is now an empty shellThings can only get betterWhat's around the corner, who can tell?I'll build a little place just north of heavenI'm kinda tired of living south of hellDon't assume you can ignore meYou'd best bite your lip in case I make it after allAnd how contemptuously you've shown meThat all my aspirations were so paltry and so smallThings can only get betterWhat's around the corner, who can tell?I'll build a little place just north of heavenI'm kinda tired of living south of hellSome mother's talking 'bout Guns 'n' RosesAs if I give a fuck, at best I think they suckI'm too preoccupied with my memoriesNot non-entitiesThings can only get betterLetras de cancionesWhat's around the corner, who can tell?I'll build a little place just north of heavenI'm kinda tired of living south of hellI'm kinda tired of living south of hellI'm kinda tired of living From Letras Mania