That Dog furious. That dog
angry, he just put it off the master, he only appreciates the love, I love it that only honors him. The end of the day alone would drop the news full of manure from your command that will remind us that we now have new puppeteer, now paying the handouts that do not belong, sucking blood today do not deserve. Two stars, three stars and four stars receive by rabid dog bone for every bite that you give the hand that gave you life. But the future is always plot revenge, taking the past what you have to forget, but lies in my memory as my desire for freedom. People who walks the streets day after day, ignoring the problems, forgetting the deaths, yet your love, yet today you rabid dog you dye in olive green to confuse you with the hope that gives us a hill and crops. Spend in your car pulling my bones, turning my gaze to the sun to not think rabid dog in your misery, the misery of the day you arrive when the hand stretched his arm will get charged past to clear your bills unfinished close your doors to the still half-written history of your misery in the final look of your love lost in the astral light new born today in the dreams of the real men of your misery rabid dog because neither the gold in your stars may give words of honor and dignity they deserve. Are today the poison in the master's hand, you're on the street rabid dog abuser in the name of a bone, will be tomorrow the nameless man with forgetting to pay, because the bad man will get his day, and you were to look and not talk. José Antonio OL
angry, he just put it off the master, he only appreciates the love, I love it that only honors him. The end of the day alone would drop the news full of manure from your command that will remind us that we now have new puppeteer, now paying the handouts that do not belong, sucking blood today do not deserve. Two stars, three stars and four stars receive by rabid dog bone for every bite that you give the hand that gave you life. But the future is always plot revenge, taking the past what you have to forget, but lies in my memory as my desire for freedom. People who walks the streets day after day, ignoring the problems, forgetting the deaths, yet your love, yet today you rabid dog you dye in olive green to confuse you with the hope that gives us a hill and crops. Spend in your car pulling my bones, turning my gaze to the sun to not think rabid dog in your misery, the misery of the day you arrive when the hand stretched his arm will get charged past to clear your bills unfinished close your doors to the still half-written history of your misery in the final look of your love lost in the astral light new born today in the dreams of the real men of your misery rabid dog because neither the gold in your stars may give words of honor and dignity they deserve. Are today the poison in the master's hand, you're on the street rabid dog abuser in the name of a bone, will be tomorrow the nameless man with forgetting to pay, because the bad man will get his day, and you were to look and not talk. José Antonio OL
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