Obsecion
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Antony:
They are the five and the morning
And i have not slept anything,
Thinking of your beauty, lunatic will stop.
The insomnia is my punishment,
Your love will be my relief
And until you are not mine i won't live in peace.
Today i met your boyfriend, small and non buenmozo
And you that the he/she doesn't love you, for their form of
Speaking.
Also your you don't love him, because the one doesn't give the
Size,
He/she doesn't know how to delight as he/she would make it me,
But i will have patience because the one is not competition,
For that reason there are not reasons, for me to respect it.
Coro:(yudy santos)
No, it is not love, that that your you feel, he/she calls
Himself obsecion,
An illusion in your thought that makes you be things, this way
The heart works.
Antony:
Very dress and in my lexus,
Go by your school, they inform me
That you fuistes, as crazy went you to alcansar,
It looks for you and he/she didn't find you,
And that me procupaba,
To calm my longing, i wanted to call you,
But non taenia your i number,
And your friend already denied it to me,
That beautiful one a lot helps myself,
And that brought me the solution,
Me you that he liked,
And that i gave him a look,
With a couple of words
Your i number he/she gave me,
Of the cellular one he/she called,
And your you didn't answer,
Then i put you a pager
And there was not connection,
My only hope,
It is that you hear my words
(yudy)
I am not able to, i have boyfriend
(antony)
Don't please hook me
Yudy: choir
I made appointment pal psychiatrist
To see if he/she helped me,
Because i no longer have friends
For alone to speak of you,
What i want is to speak to you,
To try to kiss you
To be passion of an obsecion that he/she cannot die.
And quisas thinks that i am silly, rascal, and also crazy,
But it is that in the love i am very original,
I fall in love as others,
I conquer to my way,
To love is my talent,
I will fall in love,
It excuses if i offend you
But it is that i am honest
With luxury of particulars
He/she listens my version
Pure cream and chocolate,
Huntarte and devour you,
To take you to another world
In your mind heart.
They come adventure he/she lives
Let us make a thousand madness
I will make you caresses that have not been invented.
It is not love, it is not love, it is an obsecion(repeat til
Fade)
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