Fantastic colours on my slight face
Yellow-pink eyebrows and nails
It's getting brighter
I presume you'll like them
Clam scarf fitted with my hair
Black band on my rebel, rebel face
Shine and sparkle
I presume you will like them
I prepared them and I work for them

Got disease, they called "uniqe"
Flash and grave, suave and sweet
Humble, save and accurate
Leaving myslelf - not regret
Got disease, they called "uniqe"
Flash and grave, suave and sweet
Humble, save and accurate
Being myself - not regret

Another stroke to emphasize me
Cup of coffe to make calm and free
Known and smart
Oh I'm sure you will like her
Middle finger to my friends and lovers
Just to exaggerate bale and power
I am Bowie
I'm sure you'll mistake me for him
You will mistake me for him
Remember: I am Bowie
I am Bowie

Please let me in

Please let me in
I spend years to prepare this make-up
I've left my brothers, I've changed my place
I chose a choice which I always hate
I'm going mad with this extremely view
But something says me it brings me to you
I'm even ready to meet your friends who are strip value and vomiting derange
Please let me in.
I know it's trap I know it's risk. I know it's a crass with one hope, true point.
Point made by me
Point made by no one

And why you fucking laugh when I ask you?

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