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Maybe we're nothing but skin and boneBlare and rubberEyes that blubberTeeth that biteHands that slightAnd I'm trying to do the best I canBut I'm a limited, primitive kind of manMaybe we're nothing but skin and boneNerves that shatterTongues that flatterLips that mutterLashes that flutterMounds of dust and lips of ripTwice as viciousAs the words I typeUnder a ribbonOf every stripeThere's a grip that tightensA dark that frightensA wise that cracklesA fear that shacklesLetras de cancionesAnd I'm trying to do the best I canBut I'm a limited, primitive kind of manAnd then that kinder creationBecomes a fine fixationAll of a suddenWith the parts we've hiddenBecause they are forbiddenBeneath a hide of painYou'll find a soul of stainWhile fists still beatAt heart's deceitAnd I'm trying to do the best I canBut I'm a limited, primitive kind of manMaybe with nothing but a drum and droneI want to beat it 'til I get unknownPig some skinStretch it tightMake myself up overnightMaybe this is nothing but drum and droneWanna beat it 'til I get unknownDig my pinKick up some stinkFind myself a brand new kinkPrick that berryAnd squeeze this inkScratch out all of the words I thinkBefore your very eyes can blinkAnd I'm trying to do the best I canBut I'm a limited, primitive kind of man From Letras Mania