CNavarro Mateo:
As the cigarette burns on my chest
CNavarro Mateo:
I hold an image of the Ashtray Girl
CNavarro Mateo:
And late at night while I was on all fours, she used to watch me kiss the floor
CNavarro Mateo:
What's wrong with this picture?
CNavarro Mateo:
Farewell the Ashtray Girl
CNavarro Mateo:
Forbidden snowflake
CNavarro Mateo:
Beware this troubled world, watch out for earthquakes
CNavarro Mateo:
Sometimes it's fated, we assassinate it. For fear of growing old
CNavarro Mateo:
You know we miss her, we miss her picture