Un poco de metal, mix

While I burn the leaves of my incarnation. I'm happy not to be part of your glamorous game.[/swf]

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Don't deceive yourself with your habit of talking for the sake of talking. I know you're trying to make a fashion out of our feelings.[/swf]

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Stop stealing, earn your bread. Or is that all you can do.[/swf]

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The metal has its history and so does the wood. But the plastic you're wearing is evidence that you don't exist.[/swf]

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You won't find me in the concrete of rats. I'm burning fuel on deserted routes.[/swf]

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By your dishonesty I won't stop. Neither will you catch up to me with your stupidity.[/swf]

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You are a servant of who destroys the sky. The vacuum is in you.[/swf]

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Your ones got tangled up that's why they're not fighting yet for the metal. For the metal.[/swf]

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Stop stealing, bake your own bread. Or is that all you can do.[/swf]

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Stop stealing, earn your bread.[/swf]