In the pages of the story, where we have to be
It was written that life planned to devour us
And there is no escape, everyone is bombarded in the city
For a world to be perfect, you have to take away the truth
Take my hand, jump over here
Let's escape from the clutches of this great city
Look for your refuge in my palate
A world without you is like a blind man without sea
A world without you is like a blind man without sea
In the pages of the story, where we have to be
It was written my beginning, your half, our end
I am the crucigram of life, always ready to fill
You are the ink of the answer that tells me the truth
Take my hand, jump over here
Let's escape from the clutches of this great city
Look for your refuge in my palate
A world without you is like a blind man without sea
In the pages of the story, where we have to be
Take my hand, jump over here
Let's escape from the clutches of this great city
Look for your refuge in my palate
A world without you is like a blind man without sea
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