lo refleja tu apariencia Prototipos de la moral Transgresores de su propia ley Si no estas de su lado seras Condenado por ellos y la sociedad Marginado... Despreciado... Marginado
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son no lo refleja tu apariencia Prototipos de la moral Transgresores de su propia ley Si no esta de su lado seras Condenado por ellos la sociedad Marginado... despreciado Marginado
No lo refleja tu apariencia Prototipos de la moral Transgresores de su propia ley Si no estas de su lado seras Condenado por ellos y la sociedad Marginado... Despreciado... Marginado
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I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside the Seven-Eleven store
The girl still racing out at the trestles But that blood it never burned in her veins Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview And a style she's trying
In Candys room, there are pictures of her heroes on the wall, but to get to Candys room, you gotta walk the darkness of Candys hall, Strangers from
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Early in the morning factory whistle blows, Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes, Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light, It's the
