1. Álvaro Soler - Manila (ft. Ray Dalton)
2. Álvaro Soler - A Contracorriente (ft. David Bisbal)
3. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company 
The Used - Poetic Tragedy
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The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
as far as he sees nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up
A singer, a writer,
he's not dreaming now of going no where
he gave heed to nothing
and all that he was is just a tragedy
So he voyages in circles succeeds getting nowhere
and submits to the substance that first got him there, there, there, there
violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
and all that he was is just a tragedy
He feels alone
His heart in his hand
He's alone
He feels like
I feel
Then on that last day he breaks
and he stood tall
then he yelled, then he yelled,
and took his life
(Why world? WHY WORLD?? Hate you! HATE YOU!!! BYE WORLD!!!!!!)
violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
and all that he was is just a tragedy
as far as he sees nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up
A singer, a writer,
he's not dreaming now of going no where
he gave heed to nothing
and all that he was is just a tragedy
So he voyages in circles succeeds getting nowhere
and submits to the substance that first got him there, there, there, there
violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
and all that he was is just a tragedy
He feels alone
His heart in his hand
He's alone
He feels like
I feel
Then on that last day he breaks
and he stood tall
then he yelled, then he yelled,
and took his life
(Why world? WHY WORLD?? Hate you! HATE YOU!!! BYE WORLD!!!!!!)
violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
and all that he was is just a tragedy
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