en el Hostel

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I wont stop following you
now help me pray for
the death of everything new
then we´ll fly further


cause your my girl
and that´s all right
If you sting me
I don´t mind

We´ll stop to rest on the moon
and we´ll make a fire
I´ll steal a carcass for you
then feed off the virus

cause your my girl
and that´s all right
If you sting me
I won´t mind

Now look at them
look at them now
Look at them singing

I see the red light in June
and I hear crying
you turn newborn baby blue
now we´re all the virus