I wear the mark of the permanent stain

Piele..sarata sub limba..calda..arome..maini disperate pe trupuri fierbinti..minti ratacite..sa ma respiri, sa te simt, sa traiesc secunde tampite ale diminetii..respir soare turbat..fericire marti 13!

You know I heard that I should be ashamed

..  Still you hold your fists in the air screaming my name