THE OTHERS

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A lonely woman seeks a man

Reply to: The heart speaks the truth

A pessimist at my prime

I can scent blood, it smells like sorrow

An alien's thirst for love

A wonder who let down who first

Eat fat and sugar 'til you barf

Or become a four tons marture

Sell yourself, sell yourself expensively

Come borrow my crown of thorns

Suffer for art or burn

I fight and keep my body warm

A dream of mum's tender arms

An alien's thirst for love

A wonder who let down who first

And I would love to be a marture

I think we need a new one

Sell yourself, sell yourself expensively

Giving death the finger

We walked on corpses

And showed off our love

Our rich inner lives

But the tickets to heaven

was sold out when we got there

And the price we payed

to be considered elite

Was that we became like the others

We became like the others

We became like the others

And we're not getting further

We're back at square one

But nobody will mourn us

We've played our part

Let's forget about this shit

It means nothing

We were supposed to go further

But wasn't enough

We became like the others

We became like the others

We became like the others

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