Enfermo
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Our bodies are jars with breathing holes
In it it's trapped the soul
With hopes that died while I was alive
Everyday is unsure
There isn't a cure
The life is cheap
And your body weak
The suns a source of vitamin D
I'm so naive
Exhale so I can breath in your sickness
I am so helpless
I'm a Prisnor to my own body
Some days I dread
Confined to my head
The life is cheap
And your body weak
The suns a source of vitamin D
I'm so naive
Life isn't fair and I'm scared
Life isn't fair and I'm scared
Life isn't fair I'm unprepared
