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Gustavo Guerra

I want you, I think so I wanna get round like Tokyo I won't tell, will freak you I wanna go down like this girl I want you, California I don't want to

I want you, I think so I wanna get round like Tokyo I won't tell, will freak you I wanna go down like this girl (wisk go) I want you, California I don

giur chest nun e na buci i t vogl vita mi si chill ca m fa sunna quand t vec o cor m sbatt a mill allor nun o riesc a controlla e dai amor vorrei n'occasion

I did not get out of the trenches unscathed, This lingering damage I'll take to my grave, Like nerve gas poison and agent orange The wages of high risk