Übersetzung: Cribs. Ignore The Ignorant.
I could be someone else if you'd rather Try to win you over like a new step father smart but still a sucker for whoever asks you i pictured the scene
You are far more likely To be devoured than empowered By your sense of romance Oh, doleful girl Alone in the world Where did her true love go? Well
It came to me like a voice from above Or like a message in praise of platonic love And if you stand in the booth Then you don't have to sit with a stranger
Give him what he needs Let him see what he sees Let me feel how he feels Leave him out to sea It's alright by me Let him stay in bed Until he is fed
A strange union the other day It's a dead Russian, the papers say But it would be nice if they realised That she thought 'he is mine' This town has
In the grey of yesterday A breeze blew over exposing A memory so small What is it here for Your virility, makes me forget empathy Dig your hole That