Lirama

A lonely woman seeks a man
Answers to "The heart speaks truth"
A pessimist in the form of his life
I smell of blood, it smells of sorrow

A extraterrestrial love thirst
A wonder who deceived whom first
Eat fat and sugar till you throw up
Or become a four-ton martyr
Sell yourself, sell yourself expensively

Come borrow my thorn crown
Suffer for art or burn
I fight and keep the body warm
A dream about mom's tender fathom

A extraterrestrial love thirst
A wonder who deceived whom first
And I would gladly be a martyr
We probably need a new one now
Sell yourself, sell yourself expensively

A middle finger to the dead
We walked over corpses
And advertised with our love,
Our rich inner life
But tickets to the heaven
Were out when we got there
And the price we paid
To be classified as elite
Was that we became like the others

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We became like the others

And we're not getting any further
We're back to zero
But nobody will mourn
We have played our role
We forget the whole shit
It doesn't mean anything
We would've made it farther
But we weren't enough

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