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Well, she`s a glamorous girl With her styles and make up, With her part-time smile And the records of famous DJs She`s so unhappy Brave glamorous girl She she still believe in fairy tales She`s waiting for magic But she`s faking her laughting She`s so unhappy Well, she`s a glamorous girl Brave glamorous girl Why would I lie to you? I`m to delighted For seeking the reason To go away. It makes no sense Without your sex It makes no sense Without your steps Why would I lie to you? I`m touching your lightnings Between your thin fingers And your eyes It makes no sense Without your sex It makes no sense Without your steps Why would I lie to you? I`ve scared you – you friend And shiver like water Under rain It makes no sense Without your sex It makes no sense Without your steps 3. Dialogue with state that cant (talk) Good morning, It`s nice to see you here I guess you pretty tired Coz now you look like shit But, anyway, how are you? Is that a leather coat? I think you need a razor… Good morning, Hello, my It seems you had bad times. It seems you were a saint, Investigating crimes Hello, my In 1969 You were a virgin lady, Hello, my I need some fucking wet To smell your inner vision. Of dirty Good morning, It`s nice to see you here I guess you pretty tired Coz now you look like shit But, anyway, how are you? Is that a leather coat? I think you need a razor… Good morning, 4. King of soap masturbation Tell me do you really like to fuck with your
hand? Is it possible to to save the world if you`re doing that crap in a bath? Oh, eah, that`s the casual entertainment … We
will pretend it necessary… We will pretend it`s all-right… Stop that shit! Is it a sex with the human you really love? Is it a way in or a why out? Do you
really like to fuck with your hand? So many questions you cant answer.. Hello, darling. How are you? It was a great summer, wasn`t it? It was easy: my shoes, your dress, It was an elegy for vintage times… My haircut, your make up… Your glasses, my t-shirt, Still standing, I guess… But everything got to end. Leave this town… left this ground… Leave this place… left this ground… 404… Not found… Will you Lead me This way Bliss path Listen… It`s not the question of understanding. It`s just life… Not simple… Not difficult… Something between… But she didn`t listen. She`s just gone away… Without a sound. I guess someone will fuck her, Just to make her feel a little better. Just to make her feel… This is how it goes… Rings of cigarettes, Cup of coffee, eyes strain. Look around: 404… Not found… Will you Lead me This way Bliss path I`m siting in a car with the working engine On a one way road, It seems like I saw a big fat angel Squeezing my throat. Well, it`s raining outside and raining in my
heart Causing harp pain. I barely can remember when it start, It`s really puring rain. Rain, rain, rain I`m siting in a car with the working engine On a one way road, It seems like i saw a big fat angel Squeezing my throat. Mamas in the kitchen, Daddies on the phone | |
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