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Five hundred fifty-one, the clock hits 5:3666,
Dueña del insomnio, caught in the eternal fix.
Je change d'apparence, bleaching my hair for the light,
"Staring at these ceilings",
drowning in the night.
Vigilia aeterna.
I am the awake,
the ground, the name in my brain,
Dueña de la vigilia,
riding the cycle of pain.
"Gonna run it in the ground",
I can't sleep anymore,
"Up forever", living life on the floor.
Insomnia imperii.
No cap, it’s the glass house,
the vials, the lines on the desk,
Reclamando mi verdad, putting my demons to the test.
C’est pas du brain rot,
c’est le génie du vide,
I’m 4K insomniac, sovereign,
with nothing to hide.
Veritas nocturna.
It ate, the "rest"—no crumbs of the dream,
Soy la soberana,
torn at the seam.
Je suis la souveraine qui ne dort jamais vraiment,
And that’s the real vibe,
the dawn is the permanent span.
Lux in tenebris.
I am the awake,
the ground, the name in my brain,
Dueña de la vigilia,
riding the cycle of pain.
"Gonna run it in the ground",
I can't sleep anymore,
"Up forever", living life on the floor.
Insomnia imperii.
100%
Tiguidou.
Why am I still awake?
¿Por qué sigo despierta?
Pourquoi je suis encore éveillée
? Quare vigilans maneo?
Tiguidou.