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- cifra   
 
   Shut your mouth
 
 My mother said
 
 Don't saddle me
 
 With selfishness
 
  
  Do you feel your tongue quivering
 
 It's moments like these I revel in
  
 
 Your conversation never sticks
 
 'Cause no truth in you exists
 
 Yeah you bite before you lick
 
 I love ya 'cause you're such a prick
  
 
 One more time
 
 Don't fashion me
 
 With stylish word
 
 Of ramblings
  
 
 Do you feel my pulse lingering
 
 It's moments like these I revel in