My girl was a white mirror sketched by a cocainoman in his high waves

Because of my nature
tasted some death
I tried my own destiny
chaos seized hold of me.
I contained the desire to hurt
habits took pity of me

as it does with us.

Still keeping my promise of freedom
in burning hunger of giving myself to you.
I believe for valid faith
you love me because I love you.
I hurt your sweetness that much
today my condemnation is your constant betrayal.

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