“Announcing my mistake”
“Can you feel my heartbeat?”
“Reflexos, ritmos complexos, instantâneo frenesi…”
“What are you lookin’ at? There’s nothing to see”
“But one thing’s for certain, baby, we’re running out of time…”
“I don’t want your sympathy, stop saying you give a shit”
“Should I go away? Should I try to hide my feelings instead?”
“I think I’ll really do the change…”
“I’d like to know, ‘cause here I go again…”
“Things feel that low sometimes, even when everything is fine”