LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
Blanchito baby
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And I say, 'God, forgive me'
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I've got seventeen on my shoulders
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And I was born a sinner
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Raised among the fields
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Enough to tell you if you've got an hour free, if you're there
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If not, f*ck it, I'll manage on my own
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I make such a mess that then the sky falls
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From the clear sky comes a storm
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I lock myself up at home then I f*ck this one
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Mixing love and violence
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Scratches from feet to head
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They spy on us from the window
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I don't know what's wrong with me
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You know I have to vent, Blanco
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You know I need to understand it, Blanco
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And listen, listen, listen
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Immersed in the calm sea
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Nothing here seems calm
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Let it talk, talk, talk
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Like a kid talking to his father
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In the dark of a slow path
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I run barefoot over the floor
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I don't even know what I feel anymore
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In an icy tunnel in my head, I'm lower than before
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I beg pardon again, at least a truce
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Enough with the bullsh*t, ruined chances
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I ask forgiveness, uoh
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I can't behave, uoh
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Anyway, uoh
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Between le-le-aving and despairing
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I don't have time for this anymore
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I write, but I don't reread it
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Then I can't stand up and you don't see me
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It'll be, it'll be another night, a thousand things on my mind
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Amid the notes, with my liquor
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Headbutts against the wall, a cigar on the bed
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With a heel on my chest ready to die
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Like a martyr, with my savoir-faire
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What I want I end up getting
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But with you it doesn't work
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S'il-vous-plait answer
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I need a hold or faith
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I need a child or just to feel good, mhm
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On the roadside, true emotions
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You want my rage, you can't have it
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I scream in your face for pleasure
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Where you take me, where I take myself, I don't even know
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It feels like a start without an end, without a sto-o-op
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Like fog lost in white with no reco-o-llection
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Like a boom, but of silence, maybe I'm de-e-ad
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God forgive me, I'm my own enemy
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In my mind, in my complex
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With a few vices you've allowed me
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Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me