Concertina

in denial who will come clean all the ravenous debris 
in disguise sideswiped by penance cerecloth sentencing 
this scapegrace will pay my barking harangue... are you listening? 
on the 14th you stole what hasn't grown old 
in denial, file this under a bridge that he can't leave 
will those shadows glare from that blank- rimmed stare in a vacancy hush 
aunque me dejaste ahogando en el mar acuestate en la tierra, de la realidad de tu sueГ±o 
manos de recuerdo solamente a ti te odio yo ya me voy 
in denial, who will clean up all this ravenous debris
in denial, file this under a bridge that he can't leave
and the storyville sawbones couldn't fill 
the prescription to mend all the broken wills in the white lie wards - don't you pretend 
tangled in thorns to walk unborn 
and this debt will collect
[all the sickness that is there]