In this lightened times
Of our supposed values
By many forgotten
Or frequently related to perversity
I would like to sing its praise

They are my exorcist
I exist through them
They treat my spirit
Without any scorn
They give me wish
No life without them
No life

I see it differently
This true feeling
Pleasure to divide
Friends to be supported
Heats to retain promises to maintain
It is for me a need a kind of care

Friendship is often a desire of gangster
It used as a cover for dirty bastards
Benefiting leisure to fill their desires

Frontage for perverts just bound by the vice
And which under its cover, never betrayed
It is not friendship, it's perversity

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