I love this City

Hold…on

they say

you must be pretty

conquering the taboo and digesting it like a smorgasbord

Oh!

The city…

I love this noise

Oh!

The city…

I’d die to be loved

linking the present and future

hang on

that’s what we have to do

be cynic and indifferent

they say

should I?

maybe…

The drill makes me stop my brain

and the siren blaring makes me ask for help

poor thing

I’m needy

perhaps will someone find me?

HARD, HARD, HARD

bararará, tátá

with capital letters

I’ll write you an e-mail

Oh!

I love this city.