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Living adrift
Feeling that everything is going well
Always fly upwards
And to think that I can't lose

I'm going to make a drum out of my scrotums
He only left, he only left a photo
I'm going to make a drum out of my scrotums
He only left, he only left a photo

And to live, which is uphill
And feel like I don't know what I'm doing here.
And always walk dragged
And lose, I can't think

I'm going to make a drum out of my scrotums
I just leave, I just leave a photo
I'm going to make a drum out of my scrotums
He only left, he only left a photo

Every time I look at her I get sick
Every time I look at her I get pimples.
Every time I look at her I get stiff.
Every time I look at her, she hits me hard.
Every time I look at her my soul shrinks
Every time I look at you I eat your fig
Every time I look at her I eat my brains out.
Every time I look at her I throw myself into the mud

I remember your caresses
And memory deceives me
I'm eaten up by laziness
And the spiders hang on me

I'm going to get drenched in gasoline once again.
I'm going to scratch to see if I can catch on.
And walk from end to end of the city
Burning our bad dreams

I remember your caresses
And memory deceives me
I'm eaten up by laziness
And the spiders hang on me

I'm going to get drenched in gasoline once again.
I'm going to scratch to see if I can catch on.
And walk from end to end of the city
Burning our bad dreams

I'm going to get drenched in gasoline once again.
I'm going to scratch to see if I can catch on.
And walk from end to end of the city
Burning all your memories

No, dressed in colors, she left. Where is she?
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah dressed in colors, perhaps, never existed
No, dressed in colors, she left. Where is she?
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah dressed in colors, perhaps, dawn will come
No, dressed in colors, dressed in colors, dressed in colors, dressed in colors

I live in a landfill
I sleep with the moon
What does it matter to be a poet or to be trash?
What does it matter if you deceive me?
And then you smile at me
If you were just the mare I loved the most
I don't need to see you to know that you're with me
And I neigh with joy whenever I look at you