

Five hundred fifty-six, bursting like a bubble,
Dueña de la presión,
avoiding the trouble. J'ai épuisé tout,
lost in the real time,
"Threw me off like a rodeo",
non è più un crime.
*Bulla fragilis... the glass is holding tight,* We’re navigating pressure in the
middle of the night.
Five hundred sixty-six, society's part,
a piece of the whole,
Dueña del vínculo, integrating the soul.
"No one gets far alone",
je le vois, je le sais,
"Helping them, helping me",
un cerchio che non si spezzerà.
*No cap, it's the shift from solo to the crowd,*
Keeping the connection steady,
clear, and loud.
Quiet sovereignty. We built the protocol.
Tiguidou.