So, we party when the sun goes low
Imminent annihilation sounds so dope
Oh, I'm not shy but I refuse to speak
Because I don't trust you to understand me
Every city has a place like this
Underneath the bridges where the tainted kiss
Put on "Bullet with Butterfly Wings"
So that I can sing along while I break things
You know me as the girl who plays with fire
But this is the song I wrote you in the dark
(I hear they're calling my name)
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah
I don't need to sleep anymore
That's what the drugs are for
Paradise on my right, and hell on my left
The angel of death, right behind me
Paradise on my right, hell on my left
And the angel of death, she said to God
"Un-fuck the world, un-fuck the world
You stupid girl, you stupid girl"
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah
I don't need to sleep anymore
That's what the drugs are for
Paradise on my right, and hell on my left
The angel of death, right behind me
Paradise on my right, hell on my left
And the angel of death, she said to God
"Un-fuck the world, un-fuck the world
You stupid girl, you stupid girl"
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah
/ It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we
shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream. /
Everything in this world collapses and falls into oblivion, all unbridled feelings and heightened emotions become fettered by strong shackles of getting used to, colors cease to be bright when you look at them for a long time, everything unusual becomes so familiar and does not touch you anymore... Therefore, I dream so much to keep that feeling of delight and slightly upturn on this incredible song that has not ceased to sound in my head for so many days now...
I love the music of this art angel. And I hope it will take me a lot of time to quench my thirst from this inexhaustible source of her crazy irrational talent, a non-standard perception of the world and surreal beauty.
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