latidos

Same city, yeah, we can’t break up
Nice mask on, wear the same one
The greatest trick that the devil ever pulled
Was convincing women that they looked
Better in their makeup
I wear war paint, fight to the casket
Too tired to apologize on this mattress
Emotional detachment – what’s the matter?
She’s learning that she never should have
Dated a rapper
I don’t blame her, my mind is gone
I’m at dinner, checking phone calls
Texts & blogs
I don’t hear a word, I know nothing at all
Just concerned about the world
Memorizing these songs