The cord is cut no need for separation, successful elimination Extermination of degradation? Essential heart feed stopping
She strives on alone, and makes the best of no one Set fast, clamped, fucked, thinking nothing of tossing away a life like fucked spunk in a condom Times hard, life's short, so
He the ultimate obstinate mind, moralistic attitude, the eyes of the blind Humane reasoning, it's life, it's alive. A tiny heart beat
Here sits I, while on the subject of life Impossible to conceive, no matter how hard I try To bring my joy to the world, be it boy or a girl Times hard, life's short, so cut. The cord is cut My life is smeared all over with tears; ones I know will last for years My decision so hard, you think I made with ease But no loving words of comfort, will ever my guilt appease No loving words of comfort. Whenever the guiltTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
