Letra de Carton Aesthesis (o Portão)
Acquiesce to truly have an aesthesis Being true to you is always thrills Reality's become a trauma artist I'm choosing now to not hate-watch Regrets want to stage lives Now that i've vowed to save you from this awful place Our ears burn at the sound of my name 'Cause when they look at me babe I know what they see I know how they see me