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There she is, just as he wanted
Her sufferings hurt her more
than her own wounds,
there she is against the wall
why don't you just finish her off
she'll even thank you for it.

And now run to the bar
and put on some airs in your imagination,
what if I call you Tarzan
with the last name Samson,
she cries.

And look at the one on the cross who was the Lord
who gave him the blessing,
while he takes punches with pure resignation,
and looks out the window at a dove
and asks it to lend her some wings,
to go where she's alone.

And looks out the window at a dove
and asks it to lend her some wings,
to go where she's alone.