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Five hundred ninety-two, 12:05 in the neon light,
Dueña de la nada,
repeating the same old night.
"We can never be friends",
la vérité est un poison,
"I'm not myself", cercando la mia prigione.
Nihilismus vivus. {bathroom door close foley} I am the Nihilist,
the bathroom mirror, the lie in the skin,
Dueña del ciclo, where the hell doesn't end or begin.
"I fucked you again",
in the dark of the stall,
"Never be friends", watching the pretense fall.
Veritas inane.
{staccato vocal punch} No cap,
it’s the alibis, the white powder,
the "sick inside", Reclamando mi mente,
with nothing to justify or hide.
C’est pas du brain rot,
c’est le contrat final,
I’m 4K nihilist, sovereign,
the logic is brutal and real.
Logica destructiva.
{build tension} It ate,
the "romance"—no crumbs of the hope,
Soy la soberana, and I’m cutting the rope.
Je suis la souveraine qui sait que c'est fini,
And that’s the real vibe,
"nobody knows" the key.
Abruptio totalis. {breakdown half-time}
I am the Nihilist,
the bathroom mirror, the lie in the skin,
Dueña del ciclo, where the hell doesn't end or begin.
"I fucked you again",
in the dark of the stall,
"Never be friends", watching the pretense fall.
Veritas inane.
{drop energy} 100% Tiguidou.
It was never friendship.
Nunca fue amistad. Ce n'était jamais
de
l'amitié. Numquam
amicitia erat. Tiguidou. {final loop fade with door
close}