MORE REAL,
LESS FAKE.

The little things give you away.

 En nuestros locos intentos, renunciamos a lo que somos por lo que esperamos ser.

You can't always get what you want.

With a taste of your lips 
I'm on a ride 
You're toxic, I'm slipping under 
Tasting the poison paradise 
I'm additcted to you 
Don't you know that you're toxic 
And I love what you do 
Don't you know that you're toxic... 

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?




GUESS LIFE'S NOT FAIR...

Judy is a punk.