Because I born this way bitches

Feliz en el bar con una botella de vino tinto. miro a sus ojos celestes y veo las estrellas.

Te comen el corazon y despues se matan por las sobras-

A real monster

Todd

Marylin, Judy, Sylvia
Tell 'em how you feel girls

They ate my heart and tHen they Ate my braIn

ThE monster factory

It is in the theory of perception tHat We haVe established our bond. Or, the lie, I should say, for wHich we kill. We are nothing without our image. Without our projection. Without the spiritual hologram of who we pErceive ourselves tO bE, or rather to becomE , in thE FUture.

When you're... lonely,

I'll be lonely too.

And this is tHe fAMe.

Amigos son los Amigos

"El hombre a quien amo", dice

Y dice la verdad.

Is the panic!