Rumours
Dance like no one is watching,
hold her like no one sees,
step on all the cockroaches,
swat at the buzzing bees,
screw the rat in the corner
(nothing comes for free).
Cut the strings of fate,
clip the wings of destiny,
scream to stop the clock,
Heaven’s gates won’t wait for “please”.
Writhing in rapture while building your own tomb–
wanting for anything… and nothing coming soon…
Dance when no one is watching,
see what no one sees,
step past all the cockroaches,
and go around the buzzing bees.
Screw the rat in the corner
(no one sees what he sees),
cut the strings of fate...
BUILD your own destiny.
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