(2014)
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea