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.

Me voy de este entierro

valen más mis cuentos que tu vaga intuicio'n.

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.

Me voy de este entierro

valen más mis cuentos que tu vaga intuicio'n.