The jealous girlfriends

The pink wig to my salieri

The jealous girlfriends
Always in bloom
Just like in the country
We sit in this room
Powered by nine volts and waves
My face is a buzz
Just like i'm a t.v.
And you are alone
Refrigerator

When you close the door it turns out the light
With a head full of ice
It's so cold inside of me
Stay
Here on the parquet
Losing poetry
That is written on my face

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