Cuentos Lyrics

Breaking the line, holding my breath
Watch me now sugar here I come in disguise I won't look back
Winter the young high on myself
Watch me now sugar here I come in disguise they won 't fight back
You're waking my poets who won't
Keep your head on your shoulders
Your hundreds of thousands of shapes
Will all be attending.

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Breaking the line, holding my breath
Watch me now sugar here I come in disguise they won 't take long
Serving the wicked has been
Highly enchanting
I'm folding the fabrics of death
For those who keep smiling.

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