We are water and desert, maybe more
we are more than more, and still nothing at all
we are an evident example from textbooks
We are a virgin and damozel, fear and laughter
We are a storm which flows through the silence, we are sedate
The guard angels of the powerful ones
So forgive me those words..
And our souls, like lavatory mussels
And our bodies drunk like cannons
And our feelings on the edge of miseries
And our thoughts like from the first class..
I won't be your bitch, won't be a bitch
Althrough I am not original I don't coalesce with the crowd
I am tired of my situation, I am tired
We are series just with a few parts
A tripe in the sense of well
We are an unhappy story
There's a beautiful view coming
We are naughty and that's valued
If I should express it in particular, we are full of the truth
Just mute, I am bullock* and you my willpower
We are a bridge over insincerity
We are fire over the river
In the full honour, which burns on
We are a sex in front of community
So forgive me those words
And our souls, like lavatory mussels
And our bodies drunk like cannons
And our feelings on the edge of miseries
And our thoughts like from the first class..
I won't be your bitch, won't be a bitch
Althrough I am not original I don't coalesce with the crowd
I am tired of my situation, I am tired
And our souls, like lavatory mussels
And our bodies drunk like cannons
And our feelings on the edge of miseries
And our thoughts like from the first class..
I won't be your bitch, won't be a bitch
Althrough I am not original I don't coalesce with the crowd
I am tired of my situation, I am tired