Sarah

Diana asleep
At this hour resting in the pavilion

I'm almost regretting this situation
You close your ears, I'm already more than involved
Us in the room and from the window the brick
Diana didn't let go of the bow I saw at Masp
I wished the night wouldn't end
I decided to change phase
Imagine if nothing was missing, if Lacan didn't exist
I lay in your lap and handed you over to your world in the morning
I risked sanity, career, marketing plan, to put you down
Tell the whole truth to your face
I'm not Lacan, don't turn my streets into a couch
That I don't throw my truth in your face
You know I covered you in Vivara
You know I made the streets of this neighborhood a mother's house
I made the mothers who gave me any affection, my own mother

I'm tired
You don't stop, throw me there, if I'm dispiado, ugh
Who do I think I'm fooling?

You deceive me easily, do what you want with the clown's mind
I'm skittish, I know the risks, I want bonds
You know I pulled you out of these circles

I'm Pierrot and you're Dynamite
For God's sake, your bitch admits

Release that bitch inside you
Sit down, little slut, let me drive you crazy
A night of pleasure, both of us watching TVZ
You moaning deliciously and calling me Mbappé
Faith, faith, bang bang