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Limb by limb, tooth by tooth Tearing up inside of me Every day, every hour I wish that I was bullet proof Wax me, mould me Heat the pins and stab them in You have turned me into this Just wish that it was bullet proof, was bullet proof So pay the money and take a shot Lead-fill the hole in me I could burst a million bubbles All surrogate and bullet proof And bullet proof And bullet proof And bullet proof
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un saludo triste
jajajaja, sigo con mi campaña...
Mmmm y bueeeno, la imagen de lodi del gatito está bien chida jajaja
hola boo, siempre en este blog... me la paso bien.
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viva la campaña, "antipatía por don k'"
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