Of all the women that live in me
I swear there are some that I don't even know
Inevitably, I've already gotten used to
Leaving to the left what I can't control
You say that I haven't been here for a year
A bucket of cold water just fell
In this tunnel, no one can hear us
There's no coverage from your mouth to mine

You invent
One more excuse and you lament
My eye reader can't find you
Like it does find your intention
You access
My manual of "you can't"
You detect the flaw and you grow on me
You go to the winning red
You go to the winning red

It's too late to turn back
Too soon to know who I am
My life stayed lingering around some door
Some door
But it also jumped with full lungs

The tables are turning and I don't ask for accounts
On more than one occasion I've screwed myself
I defeated the delirium by the squad and without greatness
And we go to bed, it still remains "us"

You invent
One more excuse and you lament
My eye reader can't find you
Like it does find your intention
You access
My manual of "you can't"
You detect the flaw and you grow on me
You go to the winning red

You invent
One more excuse and you lament
My eye reader can't find you
Like it does find your intention
You access
My manual of "you can't"
You detect the flaw and you grow on me
You go to the winning red, you go to the winning red

Of all the women that live in me
I swear there are some that I don't even know

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