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Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.
You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk.
All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that you've ever, ever
had.
It's the best thing that you've ever had; the best thing you've had has gone away.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
...you just sit there wishing you could still make love...
Radiohead - High and Dry
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Radiohead - High and Dry
Las sombras juegan en la forma del deseo de un hombre...
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Gracias amigo por siempre traernos tan lindos temas
aunque este tampoco lo habia escuchado
Dios te bendiga
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Gracias amigo por siempre traernos tan lindos temas
aunque este tampoco lo habia escuchado
Dios te bendiga
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El más oscuro y sombrío de los senderos busca,
las huellas de unos pies ensangrentados sobre la roca dura;
los despojos de un alma echa jirones en las zarzas agudas
las cuales te dirán el camino que conduce a mi cuna<center> <center>
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El más oscuro y sombrío de los senderos busca,
las huellas de unos pies ensangrentados sobre la roca dura;
los despojos de un alma echa jirones en las zarzas agudas
las cuales te dirán el camino que conduce a mi cuna<center> <center>
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