14/02/2002

02.14.2002. 'Valentine's Day!' he said.
Did he doubt such a date for such a gift?
A gift due to too much neglect, due to too much 'Let's have fun, then forget it for a plea for forgiveness!'
The letter is there...
Standing, he says 'It's all good, Jacobo says it well, all these tests are bogus!'
But the letter, she knows, she, the letters she has, to the letter, she...
02.14.2002...
He opens it, finds himself back to back with...

Leeroy:
Soon on February 7, 2002, gloomy, vile, humid and hideous weather, empty gray sky, but he suspects nothing,
Then they call him into town
There, Jacobo drunk, reveals some details about the girl's private life and the famous virus she transmitted to their friend Yves
(he himself was the target, it doesn't just happen to fools, shouldn't have repeated it, he thinks, it's not only seen in magazines
it might be a sign
you have to live it, have to see it, believe you're in a movie
shedding tears too unworthy,
taking the test, that's what he resigns to

CHORUS sir samuel: (who lives will see) but who cheats will see the strongest, (people who give everything for a night of love) risk their lives for the seventh heaven x2

VICELOW:
11.08.2001, 5 am, he's done, all weak, ready to do anything to feel, the breasts, the bushy area
he worked her so hard she's going to suffocate, he's there all excited on her back, she's all crazy, she screams loudly, 'you're strong' but he's completely wrong!
he loses his sperm she dares to complain
she likes the smell of sports
he thinks he can do anything
he finishes without a condom firmly asserts that after the end of his climax he forgot the rubber term!

SIR SAMUEL:
One in the morning the club is packed
But he still sees her enter
From the corner of his eye she looks at him
Then she nods her head for him to join her at the bar
A few minutes later, a few drinks, a few glasses of champagne it's clear
That when he gets home she would have to tolerate, the urgent desire to celebrate her birthday

Chorus * 2

SPECTA:
November 7, 2001, three thirty-seven pm, same room and same speech with the same phone in his hands,
Are you going out or not, I honestly don't know, go out, I have an amazing chick, and you know what? honestly she's out of this world no it's fine, I don't really feel like going out and to be honest I prefer to celebrate alone and he insists and insists like every man he gives in, 25 years old is worth celebrating, especially for a naive guy.

SLY:
10:02.9 am. In bed watching James Bond the sky probes
happy birthday rhymes with sad song
11.07.2001 ding dong gift a bang of weed his buddy chugs down some vodka to chase away the bad vibes
no business no noise
no birthday no Annie for dessert
day of the dwarf he says
life is not beautiful he says
unless he calls his friend Jacobo suggested

{to the Chorus}