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El reflejo de mi alma 
se adueño de mi 
mis palabras cortan mambos
yo soy como un bisturí

Υo no sé 
si en el fondo yo quiero sufrir 
ya no sé 
si en el fondo yo quiero sufrir 

Me cortaron las alas 
no sé que pasó
y ya perdí mi gracia 
y me pierdo en vos 

No quise decir 
que quiera mas dolor 
esto es lo que ves 
lo que me tocó

y sin mis alas ya no se quien soy...

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★Pop Tymo☆

Υa no puedo levantarme
mi amor
me estoy mintiendo 

Pero esta es mi caída 
y puedo hacer 
lo que yo quiero 

Tanto tiempo 
en el suelo 
esperando por el cielo 

Realmente estoy asustado
pienso en terminar 
con esto 

Υa no tenes 
que preocuparte bebe
siendo que la muerte 
salió a cazarme bebe 

Υa no tenes  
que preocuparte bebe
es mi ultimo día
está en todas partes bebe 











perdi mi gracia - Crosalin/★Pop Tymo☆

This song is for you, and the person who can never see you for who you are. Maybe they don't agree with who you hang out with. Maybe they don't like the music you listen to or the clothes you wear. Maybe they don't like who you live with, or who you voted for, or what you do for a living. Well, we don't care about any of those things. We appreciate you for who you are, so forget about them, and come listen to some cool music. 😎
Special thanks to @julia-gromskaya-385505773 for helping with the arrangement! She has her debut song coming out soon!

Blue Jeans

You came down the stairs to where I was
I showed you things that I had done
Then we played that song that you had loved
In that summer on the bus
It was hot
it was great
And those blue jeans were the craze
Then you stopped and felt the shame
You closed off and left to pray

So you’ll never know the real me
You only believe what you cannot see
Missing everything that’s real and free
Hoarding your gold for heaven’s streets

A few months later we are at your house
I shared a song I wrote out loud
But all you said, to fill the void,
Was “you’ll never make it with your voice”
I was shot
Full of hate
Tore those blue jeans just to say
That my love began to fade
But you forgot and went to pray

So you’ll never know the real me
You only believe what you cannot see
Missing everything that’s real and free
Hoarding your gold for heaven’s streets
But what if I'm wrong?

You came down the stairs to where I was
I showed you everything I loved
And we talked for miles and lost the days
It didn't matter what was faith
It was fun
It was great 
And our blue jeans were the craze
Then this dream began to fade
I woke up and walked away

So you’ll never know the real me
You only will see what you want to see
Missing everything that's real and free
Living your lies religiously

Blue Jeans

Stape is a singer/songwriter from Tampa, Florida. His work is described as bluesy, jazzy and sometimes folky. He has written hundreds of songs and recorded in Nashville, Las Vegas and Tampa.

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