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puntos 1 | votos: 1
05-Black - Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything. Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... I take a walk outside Im surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear? Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head Im spinning, oh, Im spinning How quick the sun can drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all Ill be... yeah... Uh huh... uh huh... ooh... I know someday youll have a beautiful life, I know youll be a sun in somebody elses sky, but why Why, why cant it be, cant it be mine
puntos 1 | votos: 3
04-Why Go - She scratches a letter Into a wall made of stone Maybe, someday another child Wont feel as alone as she does Its been two years and counting Since they put her in this place Shes been diagnosed By some stupid fuck and Mommy agrees Why go home? Why go home? Why go home? She seems to be stronger But what they want her to be is weak She could play, pretend She could join the game, boy She could be another clone Why go home? Why go home? Why go home? Why go home? What you taught me, put me here Dont come visit, Mother Sing it Oh, why go home? Why go home? Why go home? Why go home? What you taught me, put me here Now dont visit Mother, Mother Why go home? Why go home? Why go home?
puntos 6 | votos: 8
03-Alive - Son, she said, have I got a little story for you... What you thought was your daddy was nothin but a... While you were sittin home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dyin. Sorry you didnt see him, but Im glad we talked... Oh I, oh, Im still alive Hey, I, I, oh, Im still alive Hey I, oh, Im still alive Hey...oh... Oh, she walks slowly, across a young mans room. She said Im ready...for you... I cant remember anything of this very day, cept the look, the look... Oh, you know where, now I cant see, I just stare... I, Im still alive Hey I, but, Im still alive Hey I, boy, Im still alive Hey I, I, I, Im still alive, yeah Ooh yeah...yeah yeah yeah...oh...oh... Is something wrong? she said Of course there is Youre still alive, she said Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so...if so...who answers...who answers...? I, oh, Im still alive Hey I, oh, Im still alive Hey I, but, Im still alive Yeah I, ooh, Im still alive Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
puntos 4 | votos: 4
02-Even Flow - Freezin, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again. Oh, feelin maybe hell see a little better set a days, ooh yeah Oh hand out faces that he sees time again aint that familiar, ooh yeah Oh, dark grin he cant help when hes happy, looks insane ooh Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he dont know so he chases them away-yeah Oh, someday, yea, hell begin his life again Life again, Life again Kneeling, looking through the paper though he doesnt know to read, ooh yeah Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame, hey Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he dont know so he chases them away-yeah Oh, someday yet hell begin his life again Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away Him away, him away Yeah Woo, Ah Yeah, Fuck It Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he dont know so he chases them away-yeah Ah someday yet hell begin his life again, yeah Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away Him away, him away Yeah Woo, Uh huh yeah, yeah yeah, momma mommy
puntos 4 | votos: 8
01-Once - I admit it...whats to say ill relive it...without pain backstreet lover on the side of the road i got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode i got a .16 gauge buried under my clothes...i play. once upon a time i could control myself once upon a time i could lose myself oh try and mimic..whats insane i am in it...where do i stand? indian summer i hate the heat i got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat i got my hand in my pocket so determined discreet...i pray. once upon a time i could control myself once upon a time i could lose myself once upon a time i could love myself once upon a time i could love myself once once once

puntos 11 | votos: 13
Ese momento de alegría general - cuando falta el profesor más odiado.
puntos 8 | votos: 10
No sé que pensar después de esto -
puntos 2 | votos: 6
10-Freedom - Come on! Uggh! Solo, Im a soloist on a solo list All live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Yeah! Come on! The militant poet in once again, check it Its set up like a deck of cards Theyre sending us to early graves For all the diamonds Theyll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades With poetry I paint the pictures that hit More like the murals that fit Dont turn away Get in front of it Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three brothers gone Come on Doesnt that make it three in a row? Spoken quietly: Anger is a gift Come on! Uggh! (Guitar solo) Drop that! Uggh! Come on Yeah Uggh Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three million gone Come on Cause you know theyre counting backwards to zero Environment The environment exceeding on the level Of our unconciousness For example What does the billboard say? Come and play!, come and play! Forget about the movement Anger is a gift Yeeeaaahhhh! Uggh! Awww, bring that shit in! Uggh! Hey! Freedom...yea... Freedom...yea right... Freedom...yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea right! Freedom! Yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea! Right!
puntos 1 | votos: 3
09-Township rebellion - Rebel, rebel and yell Cause our people still dwell in hell Locked in a cell Yes, the structures a cell Mad is the story I tell How long can we wait? Come on, seein whats at stake Action for reaction If your minds in a somewhat complacent state Get a check up This is a stick up Our freedom or your life Lord, I wish I could be peacful But there can be no sequel Now freedom must be fundamental In Johannesburg or South Central On the mic, cause someone should tell em To kick in the township rebellion Yeah, what about that, sucker? Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines That fill your mind Thoughts, battles fought And lessons taught Yes Ill display the fitness And flip like a gymnast Raise my fist and resist Asleep, though we stand in the midst Of a war Gotta get mine Gotta get more Keepin the mic warm against the norm Cause what does it offer me? I think often its nothin but a coffin Gotta get wreck Till our necks never swing on a rope From here to the cape of no hope Now freedom must be fundamental In Johannesburg or South Central On the mic, cause someone should tell em To kick in the township rebellion Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Whats it gonna take? Freeeeeeeeee ! Shackle their minds when theyre bent on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Shackle their minds when theyre left on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Shackled our minds when were bent on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Shackled our minds when were left on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost, lost! Shackle your minds and youre left on the cross! When ignorance reigns, life is lost! Just shackle your minds when youre bent on the cross! When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost! Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm
puntos 1 | votos: 5
08-Fistful of steel - Silence Something about silence makes me sick Cause silence can be violent Sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin down Then let me do the cuttin Some speak the sounds But speak in silent voices Like radio is silent Though it fills the air with noises Its transmissions bring submission As ya mold to the unreal And mad boy grips the microphone Wit a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone Wit a fistful of steel Wit a fistful of steel (Cause I know the power of the question) Wit a fistful of steel Wit a fistful of steel (And I wont stop cause I know the power of the question) Its time to flow like the fluid in ya veins If ya will it, I will spill it And ya out just as quick as ya came Not a silent one But a defiant one Never a normal one Cause Im the bastard son With the visions of the move Vocals not to soothe But to ignite and put in flight My sense of militance Groovin, playin the game called survival The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival The silent sheep slippin, riffin, trippin Give ya a glimpse of the reality Im grippin Steppin into the jam and Im slammin like Shaquille Mad boy grips the microphone Wit a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone Wit a fistful of steel Wit a fistful of steel (Cause I know the power of the question) Wit a fistful of steel Wit a fistful of steel (And I wont stop cause I know the power of the question) Ahh shit And I wont stop cause I know the power of the question And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin down Then let me do the cuttin` Yeah! Come on! A .44 full of bullets Face full of pale Eyes full of empty A stare full of nails The roulette ball, rolls along on the wheel A mind full of fire And a fistful of steel And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin down Then let me do the cuttin Yeah! Wit a fistful of steel! Come on! Uggh! Wit a fistful of steel! Uggh!

puntos 7 | votos: 9
07-Wake up - Although ya try to discredit Ya still never read it The needle, Ill thread it Radically poetic Standin with the fury that they had in 66 And like E-Double Im mad Still knee-deep in the systems shit Hoover, he was a body remover Ill give ya a dose But it can never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police, the judges, the feds Networks at work, keepin people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Yeah! Yeah, back in this... Wit poetry, my mind I flex Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin dat finesse Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up To shake ya up, to break the structure up Cause blood still flows in the gutter Im like takin photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yea, the several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya better beware Of retribution with mind war 20/20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work, keepin people calm Ya know they murdered X And tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Uggh! What was the price on his head? What was the price on his head! I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard, I think I heard a shot He may be a real contender for this position should he abandon his supposed obedience to white liberal doctrine of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to pinpoint potential trouble-makers... and neutralize them. Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to pinpoint potential trouble-makers... and neutralize them and neutralize them, and neutralize them, and neutralize them Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! How long? Not long, cause what you reap is what you sow
puntos 3 | votos: 5
06-Know your enemy - Hey yo, so check this out Yeah! Know your enemy! Come on! Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist, thats with As we move into 92 Still in a room without a view Ya got to know Ya got to know That when I say go, go, go Amp up and amplify Defy Im a brother with a furious mind Action must be taken We dont need the key Well break in Something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun Cause Ill rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against em Fist in ya face, in the place And Ill drop the style clearly Know your enemy...Know your enemy! Yeah! Hey yo, and dick with this...uggh! Word is born Fight the war, fuck the norm Now I got no patience So sick of complacence With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E Mind of a revolutionary So clear the lane The finger to the land of the chains What? The land of the free? Whoever told you that is your enemy? Now something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun Cause Ill rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against em Now action must be taken We dont need the key Well break in Ive got no patience now So sick of complacence now Ive got no patience now So sick of complacence now Sick of sick of sick of sick of you Time has come to pay... Know your enemy! Come on! Yes I know my enemies Theyre the teachers who taught me to fight me Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams
puntos 1 | votos: 1
05-Bullet in the head - This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya Said it was blue When ya blood was red Thats how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralised So serene on the screen You was mesmerised Cellular phones soundin a death tone Corporations cold Turn ya to stone before ya realise They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Yeah Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Run it! Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Check-a, check-a, check it out They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds No escape from the mass mind rape Play it again jack and then rewind the tape And then play it again and again and again Until ya mind is locked in Believin all the lies that theyre tellin ya Buyin all the products that theyre sellin ya They say jump and ya say how high Ya brain-dead Ya gotta fuckin bullet in ya head Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Yeah Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Uggh! Yeah! Yea! Ya standin in line Believin the lies Ya bowin down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head Ya standin in line Believin the lies Ya bowin down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin head! Yeah! Yeah!
puntos 1 | votos: 3
04-Settle for nothing - A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But its one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my fathers eyes Yes, I dwell in hell, but its a hell that I can grip I tried to grip my family But I slipped To escape from the pain in an existence mundane I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name Read my writing on the wall No-ones here to catch me when I fall Death is on my side....suicide! A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But its one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my fathers eyes Yes, I dwell in hell, but its a hell that I can grip I tried to grip my family But I slipped To escape from the pain in an existence mundane I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name Read my writing on the wall No-ones here to catch me when I fall Caught between my culture and the system....genocide! Read my writing on the wall No-ones here to catch me when I fall If ignorance is bliss, then knock the smile off my face Yeah! If we dont take action now We settle for nothing later Settle for nothing now And well settle for nothing later If we dont take action now We settle for nothing later Well settle for nothing now And well settle for nothing later If we dont take action now Well settle for nothing later We settle for nothing now And well settle for nothing later If we dont take action now We settle for nothing later Well settle for nothing now And well settle for nothing later
puntos 1 | votos: 5
03-Take the power back - Bring that shit in! Uggh! Yeah, the movements in motion with mass militant poetry Now check this out...uggh! In the right light, study becomes insight But the system that dissed us Teaches us to read and right So called facts are fraud They want us to allege and pledge And bow down to their God Lost the culture, the culture lost Spun our minds and through time Ignorance has taken over Yo, we gotta take the power back! Bam! Heres the plan Motherfuck Uncle Sam Step back, I know who I am Raise up your ear, Ill drop the style and clear Its the beats and the lyrics they fear The rage is relentless We need a movement with a quickness You are the witness of change And to counteract We gotta take the power back Yeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on! We gotta take the power back The present curriculum I put my fist in em Eurocentric every last one of em See right through the red, white and blue disguise With lecture I puncture the structure of lies Installed in our minds and attempting To hold us back Weve got to take it back Holes in our spirit causin tears and fears One-sided stories for years and years and years Im inferior? Whos inferior? Yeah, we need to check the interior Of the system that cares about only one culture And that is why We gotta take the power back Yeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on! We gotta take the power back Hey yo check, were gonna have to break it, break it, break it down Awww shit! Uggh! And like this...uggh! Come on, yeah! Bring it back the other way! The teacher stands in front of the class But the lesson plan he cant recall The students eyes dont perceive the lies Bouning off every fucking wall His composure is well kept I guess he fears playing the fool The complacent students sit and listen to some of that Bullshit that he learned in school Europe aint my rope to swing on Cant learn a thing from it Yet we hang from it Gotta get it, gotta get it together then Like the motherfuckin weathermen To expose and close the doors on those who try To strangle and mangle the truth Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react We gotta take the power back Yeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on! We gotta take the power back No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies Uggh! Yeah! Take it back yall Take it back, a-take it back A-take it back yall, come on! Take it back yall Take it back, a-take it back A-take it back yall, come on! Uggh! Yeah!

puntos 5 | votos: 5
02-Killing in the name - Killing in the name of! Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Huh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses Uggh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya, now youre under control And now you do what they told ya! Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, theyre the chosen whites Come on! Yeah! Come on! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me! Motherfucker! Uggh!
puntos 5 | votos: 7
01-Bombtrack - It goes a-1, 2, 3... Yeah, its just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin that they can fake this But Im gonna drop it at a higher level Cause Im inclined to stoop down Hand out some beat-downs Cold runna train on punk hos that Think they run the game But I learned to burn that bridge and delete Those who compete...at a level thats obsolete Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag To recall the downfall And the businesses that burned us all See through the news and the views that twist reality Enough I call the bluff Fuck Manifest destiny Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch em burn With the thoughts from a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch em burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn It goes a-1, 2, 3 Another funky radical bombtrack Started as a sketch in my notebook And now dope hooks make punks take another look My mind ya hear and ya begin to fear That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere With the thoughts from a militant militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch em burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
puntos 4 | votos: 4
Ese momento de indecisión - de no saber que responder a alguien que no vocaliza con tal de no parecer sordo.
puntos 6 | votos: 6
¿Qué pedales me recomiendan - para guitarra eléctrica?
puntos 8 | votos: 8
Ánimo Tony -

puntos 21 | votos: 23
Estás más perdido - que Belén Esteban en una biblioteca.
puntos 15 | votos: 15
Si mucho esfuerzo - no ha servido de nada, es porque algo falla.
puntos 10 | votos: 10
Que no te importen - las personas que pasen por tu vida, sino las que realmente hayan dejado huella.
puntos 15 | votos: 15
Esa sensación de libertad - cuando haces lo que quieres sin importar qué ni cómo.
puntos 19 | votos: 21
Solamente apreciamos - las cosas cuando no las tenemos.

puntos 20 | votos: 22
Para llegar a lo más alto - hay que haber estado en lo más bajo
puntos 3 | votos: 5
Si hay algo peor que la censura - es aquella de la que no nos damos cuenta que existe
puntos 17 | votos: 17
Esa paz espiritual - cuando oímos música mientras descansamos
puntos 8 | votos: 8
Nos fijamos tanto en los detalles - que al final nos olvidamos de las obviedades.
puntos 4 | votos: 6
No todos - vemos las cosas de la misma manera.

puntos 8 | votos: 12
El que algo sea surrealista - no significa que sea malo
puntos 10 | votos: 12
A veces - las estrategias no sirven de nada
puntos 8 | votos: 12
Las mayores estupideces - pueden llegar a ser las mejores soluciones
puntos 10 | votos: 10
¿Cuál es - tu canción favorita?
puntos 12 | votos: 12
Si se ríen de ti por ser diferente - ríete tú de ellos por ser todos iguales

puntos 5 | votos: 7
Por esas historias - que no se tendrían que haber llevado al cine
puntos 10 | votos: 10
Gracias a desmotivaciones.es - he descubierto a miles de familiares que ni siquiera sabía que existían. Muchísimas gracias usuarios de desmotivaciones por ponernos en contacto Atentamente: Luke Skywalker
puntos 11 | votos: 11
El hecho de que la gente - felicite la navidad diciendo Que te regalen muchas cosas demuestra como es la sociedad hoy en día
puntos 17 | votos: 17
Una canción sin oír - es un mundo sin descubrir.
puntos 2 | votos: 2
Ese momento de indecisión - cuando oyes a alguien hablar de algo de lo que no tiene ni idea en el que no sabes si pegarte un tiro a ti o al que está hablando

puntos 10 | votos: 10
No todos los malos - tienen por qué ser malos
puntos 9 | votos: 11
La verdad - no es lo mismo que tu verdad
puntos 9 | votos: 9
No todos los paisajes de ensueño - se ven solamente en las películas
puntos 1667 | votos: 1707
No esperes triunfar - estando sentado en tu sofá
puntos 9 | votos: 9
¿Desde cuando el idioma - es un límite para ser grande?

puntos 10 | votos: 10
Yo también he querido - un padre con los mismos gustos que los míos
puntos 7 | votos: 7
Me hace gracia - que llamemos trastorno a cualquier tipo de comportamiento
puntos 8 | votos: 8
No hay nada mejor de un grupo - que los años antes de ser famoso
puntos 8 | votos: 8
Cuando una palabra - representa miles
puntos 12 | votos: 14
Si algo está hecho sin sentimiento - no está hecho


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