High of Defenses
Arde, 3 minutes
- High of Defenses
You might watch him, right now! At the office, when nobody's around. You might possibly see a rosary of pearls. Little tongues crossing his beard. And it's strange but confirms that old theory about time: Each day you exist you have more crowns to clean.
So there he is, in the ill empty hall. Vainly trying to wipe his grieved soul. Feeling like a midnight queen of the house but knowing tomorrow it will be more than a crown. And it's strange but, at least for a while, I like that man, that fat boy that sweats and could be me.
Written by RUBEN MORENO BERNAL, DIEGO YTURRIAGA NAVARRO, ENRIQUE YTURRIAGA NAVARRO, JORGE SANCHO PONCE, ABEL HERNANDEZ POZUELO, RODRIGO HERNANDEZ POZUELO
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