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Buscar Artista
The CranberriesThe things we used to say? I feel so nervous when I think of yesterday How could I let things Get to me so bad? How did I let things get to me? Like dying in the sun Like dying in the sun Like dying in the sun Like dying Will you hold on to me I am feeling frail Will you hold on to me We will never fail I wanted to be so perfect you see I wanted to be so perfect Like dying in the sun Like dying in the sun Like dying in the sun Like dying
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