AIRBAG - ANARQUIA EN BUENOS AIRES

There is something in my heart that is beginning to

worry me, the cold of The disappointment of not

being able to change you, maybe There is something

in me, I cannot belong to anyone, perhaps it will be

the destruction that really causes Buenos

Aires

to burn chaos, Total no tanks in the

July 9 when the

police start shooting you don't know Oh

what a

pleasure goodness in your style or my love can't

match me no one knows it more than me

lights can blind you Don't read anything about

me that can

enchant you I'm going to follow my heart can't make

a mistake well the air catches fire in

total chaos the tanks on

July 9 when the

police start

shooting you don't

know what pleasure here in Puer

atado de Ciego pu

try to survive

Buenos Aires burns down in total chaos

the tanks in Juli's nine

when the

police start shooting you don't

know what

pleasure you don't know

what

pleasure

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