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    My heart is unripe, hard and green
    You are so sad, way too sad for me

    My stomach is sunken, starfish on my chest
    And what do you know? What do you know? What do you know?
    They like me best

    If you listen closely, you can hear the voices from afar
    Star, star, star
    Star, star, star
    Star, star, star v

    Very nice
    You got a mind that's leaving you and a horrible appetite
    You're hoping that the muscle and the meat turns to wood
    To carve out pieces without the mess, very good

    If you listen closely, you can hear the voices from afar
    Star, star, star
    Star, star, star
    Star, star, star v

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    Oh, oh, Russian doll, how far down can you go?
    Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux?
    The game is strange, but makes sense to you
    The winners lose and lose and lose and lose

    And, Russian doll, how far down can you go?
    Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux?

    The game is strange, but you know the rule
    The winners lose and lose and lose and lose
    And lose and lose and lose and lose
    And lose and lose and lose and lose

    This is a very strange game, no players, no score
    You can change the aesthetic, but it's still the same gore
    You can take horror and change the color palette
    Everything is pink and glorious, and you can have it

    But, but it's not that strange, isn't it? When you think?
    Miss, you forgot there's another player in the rink
    This is what they want, this is what they ask from you
    The goal post will move and move and move and move and move

    Oh, oh, Russian doll, how far down can you go?
    Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux?
    The game is strange, but makes sense to you
    The winners lose and lose and lose and lose

    And, Russian doll, how far down can you go?
    Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux?
    The game is strange, but you know the rule
    The winners lose and lose and lose and lose

    Oh, oh, Russian doll, how far down can you go?
    Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux?
    The game is strange, but makes sense to you
    The winners lose and lose and lose and lose

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    Composición: Benjamin Mclldowie y Sofia Isella Miranda

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