Conejo En El Sombrero

Mantras to correct the back
So as not to have to speak
So as not to think

I have
I have to take care of my things
I have to think of myself
Stop suffering

I feel
I feel like I'm running out of time
Time to decipher
This pastime
Your signals, your avenues, your resentment, your jealousy
You deceived me for the last time

I have second-hand clothes
A memory of Paris with photos of you

I have
A friend of lies
A way to listen
Every time you leave

When
I asked you for his name
I want all the truth

I don't want you to pull
A rabbit out of your hat
A card up your sleeve
Too upset
You made me bleed
You hurt me
You deceived me for the last time