With the smile that God has given me
The swagger that I have adopted
To camouflage the insecurity
To camouflage the insecurity
I get out of bed in Dolce Gabbana
My life is a lie and I made it up
I don't know Shakira or Luis Miguel
I didn't meet Sabina at that 'after' on Pez Street
On Pez Street, at that 'after' on Pez Street
That here everything is a lie
That I peed in the bed until fifteen days ago
That I'm ashamed of my body
Only photos from the chest up
Hold on a sec, don't shoot me in profile
Straight on, because I don't like my nose
Erase the spot and the scar
And edit me, let's see if I look happy
My life is a lie and I made it up
I don't know Shakira or Luis Miguel
I didn't meet Sabina at that 'after' on Pez Street
On Pez Street, at that 'after' on Pez Street
I get out of bed in Dolce Gabbana
My life is a lie and I made it up
I don't know Shakira or Luis Miguel
I didn't meet Sabina at that 'after' on Pez Street
On Pez Street, at that 'after' on Pez Street