THE OLD STREETS OF NUEVA YORK;

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The city of dreams and ¡oh kate! what they do you to feel like that, why so wild? i dont see the calm in your eyes, how cruel was his blue song, that really make you cry.

The old streets of nueva york see you walking by, how pretty need to be her tears for captivate the strange men. and she still get trashed, and oh honey, she miss his dangerous last one.

Oh kate! did he break your heart? are you feeling fine? i saw you to pretty and i hope you find your dream life.

The old streets of nueva york see you screaming by, the sky is falling with you and the same pills are falling apart.

"Basically, the womens who are already ashamed of themselves are the people who are going to be impacted the most by these images." They said.

Someone will kiss your insecurities, and kate I know it will burn you, like the pain of a dark blue sky, Oh kate! there is violence in his eyes and guns that also shoot the soul.

He told her, "Never complain, never explain yourself."

The old streets of nueva york see you walking by, dont worry, they always come back.

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