[Verse 1]
Ivy grows on the wall, and I hang up clothes
Wire that holds clothes that sometimes breaks
Like a promise without apologizing
Pores open in my skin and I don’t feel anything
Because they’re small, like problems
Like happiness, like this song
[Chorus]
And my friends, they’ll forget me
They’ll stay with their salt, with their coca, our trap
Let’s repeat trendy phrases
And my friends, where will they be?
The sunny day in which they bury
My skull, insistent
Like ivy, a dry rag doll
[Verse 2]
It looks like it’s gonna rain
And I hang up clothes, to see if they get wet
If I feel alone, I know it’s my fault
Cannonball
Cut a bit of my skin
To see if I understand all this insistence
That resists time, that resists the water
And also the sun
[Chorus]
And my friends, they’ll forget me
They’ll stay with their salt, with their coca, our trap
Let’s repeat trendy phrases
And my friends, where will they be?
The sunny day in which they bury
My skull, insistent
Like ivy, a dry rag doll