_Clichés everywhere but we don't care
But we don't care at all, no
You're getting stale, you're blue
But you can't spare
But you can't spare the trouble
Dysfunctional family, you live in the suburbs
One child, no siblings, you have a strict mother
You want a new face, you want a new face, oh-oh
You're constantly bored and alone, no new friends
You can't think, you're depressed
But you can't find the meanings
It's not just a phase
It's a lifestyle, just wave, oh-oh
Clichés everywhere but we don't care
But we don't care at all, no
You're getting stale, you're blue
But you can't spare
But you can't spare the trouble_
>>Demonios! esa chica loca otra vez. Pensé
-¡Baja el volumen!-Grite
- ¡Jamás! y te recuerdo ¡Aún tengo la sarten! -
>>¡Esto no puede ser!
Sali de mi apartamento y toque la puerta.
- ¿Qué tengo cara de beneficiencia o que?-
-¡Baja el volumen de tu tonta musica de una vez! Chica loca!!!-
- ¡Loca tu abuela! - Grito - No...¡Tu abuela no tiene la culpa de tu taradez! Asi que... ¡Loca tu trasero!.
Si,si eso... Ahora largo! Traselo loco -
- ¡Cada día que peleamos me queda claro que debo de llamar al manicomnio!-
- ¡Si!,¡Para que te lleven! Asi mi unicornio y yo estaremos en paz ¡de una vez por todas! -