Estella mar de los dos
negra y paratu nos losos
esos que mi paratu

never ever reveal let's dance
can't quite cope with this nonsense
it's a blame factory eat the work and smash the piano
pain is my last ending

revel in our lost
fame and sickening artwork humanity's gaze
that's exactly right

gazette and lion overarching
we are your friends, not your enemies
we are your enemies, not your friends

pastel color collection stains child (wild?) life with smeared blood
essentially
this isn't my last dance
now
we're talking.