Read it to me, and call it a trap

Read it to me, and call it a trap.

I put PILLGRIM, and despite everything we are still together.

I wrote you a letter, and I sing:

I'm true when I say
myself is not made of gold”.”

Switch songs, and we travel to Sakaki, via instagram hashtags.

I always liked the idea of living in Japan, and understanding what flies talk about.

“If it breaks you, don't be slow to look for me.”

I remembered why I lefté twitter, and I ask you “léemelo, léemelo

I like to think that the internet without me is like dying without my mother crying.

I believed in C. Tangana and Carlotta, but it never was.

I never went to Mexicali, we never went dancing.

I believed in The Weeknd and Selena, but it never was.

Sounds Cold & White, I ask you not to change the song.

Photographers: mosthvost