[Bizzare] Tu mente es un poblado Flying domestic flying Do I lock my door
Radiant beams from thy holy face,
Baby give me one more try
"You'll grow out of it"
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
Come back to me yeah
So's the door evermore
When I find you're finally making me cry
I can't wait and they wonder why
If need be to prove that, wounds from your war,
In our own hide-away
Know some real shit tho? I like you.