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Honoured crowd

Excellent taste

Will sleeping beside you allow me to rest

Upon the surface of my disgrace

I'm completely closed to all kinds of suggestions

But I dream of you asking me questions

Yes, I would like to die

Should I have other wishes

I should kill all the friends

I answer with honest kisses


Thank you for not speaking

Loud and clearly to me

Thanks for not fooling around with your eyes

Not reminding me

How I will turn insane

How possible it will be

I'll starve on the ground

I'll drown in the sea


I'm dying, my friends

As confident as hell

I'm dying, my friends

As confident as hell


Yes, I should change

If I could, I would change

Into a charming, youthful disaster

I'd force my needful body upon you

And blind our thoughs with laughter

I saw you below me

In a dream or a movie

Embracing my face with your hands

Talking, clever, about love

And how much courage that demands

Yeah