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I’ve been living looking singing round here

Trying to escape but I still see my fears

The nuns on the rack are the queens of wall

They sit under veils and they seem to know all

Senorita knows

What’s beneath my woes

Feel my tell tale heart

It won’t fall apart

To living loving hating not knowing your way

Don’t worry about it boy said miss know it all olay

The priest supervise while bishops retract

The plan that they made for their torture in black

Senorita knows

What’s beneath my woes

Feel my tell tale heart

It won’t fall apart

Senorita knows

What’s beneath my woes

Feel my tell tale heart

It won’t fall apart

To be sitting knowing waiting not knowing your fate

Tonight is the night you decide who to hate

Don’t stop to look back don’t cry till you ache

It won’t make a difference at heaven’s gate

Senorita knows

What’s beneath my woes

Feel my tell tale heart

It won’t fall apart

Senorita knows

What’s beneath my woes?

Feel my tell tale heart

It won’t fall apart

Senorita, senorita knows…