Babossa Nova

I’m not a boy
I don’t get that
I’m not your crap
I’m not the heart in the trash

I’m hate, well, I was
Fear, well, I was
Trust, well, I was
Love, well, I was fucked

(First voice)
I’m becoming qualities
I’m becoming qualities
I’m becoming qualities
I’m becoming qualities
I’m becoming qualities
I’m becoming qualities of piss
(Second voice)
Now I detest what I became
I am the only perfect Cristal piss, a simple wish
A wish