I get up
Turn off the alarm
7:30, yo te llamo
No answer so angry
I hope you do not you see
I enloquezco
I leave
I lied, no te quiero
No, no, no, no
But with these games
I'm not one plastic barbie
My soul, my soul
I'm home
Reading your letters, it must be shit
I am imbecile by quererte
I causes pain
No, no, no, no
But with these games
I'm not one plastic barbie
My soul, my soul