You see a heat that comes in waves
You thought that it would last for one night
For sure it's a lifetime whore

Whatever you can hold in hands
And maybe you can use your old knife
Get sure you silver bleach it before

Remember when I left away
The taste of floor was black and white
The foamy smell of wasted fries

The pictures I saved
A movie I can't recall the name
Some shadows on a corner side
A terrifying crime

The part you saw on old "new wave"
And maybe you can try call Godard
But tell him that it's needed some blood

You see the heat and burning hate
The noise and the silence divided
Trembling from your head to toe

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