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 sueГѓВ±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]