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That they have seen you scratch sidewalks with your stiletto heels
That you don't leave the bar, that you live among bubbles
That your nose bleeds, that bulimia is your manager today
That there is no longer a varnish for your white, almost transparent
That you inject loneliness, and add dust to the routine
Ã^ecstasy of happiness, and eye drops to the retinas
They said that you walk around
Wearing marks on your forearms
That no one wants to know about you anymore
And the catwalks have not seen your steps
That your self-esteem has gone to Paris Âs
And the debacle moved to your house
Laura, catwalk model
Do you remember me, Laura
Your first boyfriend at school
Yesterday in a dream I saw that on the platform of the purgatory train, they asked who wanted to rent a bedroom. In the carriage of the class executive
Where God, the devil and their shrouds both play
Your future in the cards
If you remember me, I am the same one who adored you
If you remember You, don't hang up on this call
Know that I'm still here, freezing in time
Waiting for you to say yes, to go to meet you
Laura, Catwalk model
Do you remember me, Laura
Your first boyfriend at school
Yesterday in a dream I saw that on the platform
br/>On the purgatory train, they ask who
Wants to rent a bedroom
In the coach, in the executive class
Where God, the devil and their shrouds both play
Your future in the cards
If you remember me, I am the same one who adored you
If you remember yourself, don't hang up on this call