Plata quemada
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a lost battle.
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Like in jail, you wonder
how to fill the time.

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What are you staring at?
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You have a cop's soul.
You can't count on your body:

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You can't fuck, you can't cry,
they're above you,

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you only have your head.
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And you think crap
but you think.

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If I had to explain all I thought
while I was inside

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it'd take the same time
I was locked away.


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