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Little queen beware, fashion tempers flare, and they light up with a brilliant glare page after page, after page, after page, after page. A hollow vase only costs ten pounds but an empty vessel makes the loudest sound, and you have to get heard in this loudest of towns- or go under. We don't care if you can't pay, we don't care what you've got to say, we don't hear when you cry out- Our smiles are hollowed out. Let's talk about me. (Vamos a hablar de ti) Let's talk about me. (Vamos a hablar de ti) The people look like ghouls in the neon light, get the big city blues every single night. World gone crazy? It was never sane- not now, not ever. Bars full of couples not talking to each other, seeking solitude in the company of others. |
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