Feeling… incognito,
clandestino,
superficial frienderino
On the surface,
they can’t hurt us
Get to know a figurino
I’ll be distant,
from the instant
I keep myself escondido
Open up,
why test our luck
Leaving us despondentino
Make a scene-o,
yell and screamo
Consequences unforseeno
Been here before,
should know bettour
Comunidad… no necesito
Shut it down,
move to a new town,
And start the cycle overino
What you might adore,
myself, I foreswore
I reject you, for fear you’ll do mio
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