Thursday, October 1, 2009

youth and greed By Wolfsheim

she once was 17 but she never fall in love

because she never felt the same

like the other ones at school

like all the other boys and girls around


misery - talk to me

youth and greed - walk with me


now she's 33 but there isn't anything

the really changed in her life

not a moment not a while

she is married, bore a child

growing old, growing older all the time

and she cries


a whining sound slips from her mouth

trapped in here and no way out

wait a while - wait a while


mommy's pills will bring you to the other side


wait a while - wait a while


daddy's razor-blades will make you feel so fine

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