I think I’m idiot
No way
I turn around, it’s a riot
He says
Hello, baby
As if he didn’t care
This makes me crazy
He never says what I want to listen
I just listen the silence of your seduction
That makes me sick
I feel the smell of pollution
We don’t believe in love
I don’t have a heart
We divided wings
But he takes my part
The sex pulls out our skin
Your eyes bewitch my hands
And so, when will be the end?
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