Scrambled eggs
Great saving
Her cracking's exact
Not complaining

When I was young, I couldn't tell
If I belonged somewhere else
Of course it was wrong to protect someone else from the rain
She needs a ride, not that fucking train
But I might be a lying bitch

Shaping shifts
Good for you
Changing the script
Raise volume

It takes your gut, but she's peaceful
Has milk and nuts become serious?
I'll touch your skin maybe never
You think you'll win, and you're clever
But you might be a lying bitch

Midnight Battles

Ivo Escobar