One More Illusion
My fashionable pants
That I used last night's party
Already got old
N´ I'm here stopped
Passing by you
One more illusion
Insi[ght]de your broken heart
Beyond the sweet dreams
Stolen by reality
We must know about the things
We´re expecting and will never come
These dull eyes
It looks like the needy forget
That the loneliness gets old
With the promise of being
One more illusion
Insi[ght]de your broken heart
Between robes´ rags n´
brightness
Whatever season
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