There's storm coming up and I gotta prepare myself 'cause this feeling's getting stronger everyday.
Something's creeping inside, everythings is about to change. Gotta face tha fact I can't walk away.
This is critical, I'm feeling helpless, so hysterical, and it is unhealthy.
I'M LOSING, YOU'RE LOSING A FRIEND. IT'S ALWAYS OVER BEFORE WE START.
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Si no sabéis que poner que tenga sentido, simplemente con una gilipollez tipo 'TAZA' me basta :D