Babossa Nova

I'm not a boy
I don't get that
I'm not your crap
I'm not the whore in the trash
I'm hate, well I was
Fear, well I was
Trust, well I was
Love, well I was
Facts
I'm becoming qualities
I'm becoming qualities
Now I detest what I became
I am the only perfect
Crystal piece
A simple wish
A wish
A wish...