you are playing Russian roulette with your life
every day and every night
in the meantime, you’ve managed to change your attitude
but for me you show the same ignorance
covered with masculine properties
you’re not as sweet as you pretend to be
your voice still sounds stolid
so, whatever you want to say
will not be taken seriously by me
cos I know what you are next to me
always mute, never uttering a word
but with others
talkative as a bird on a tree branch
so now I shut my mouth
from you completely
and I’m not going to show it
no signs that I’m alive
you don’t care anyway
drowning in your piece of despair
without knowing it, that’s how your charm works, boy
but one day
destiny knocks on your door
looking for you and your heart will be cold
and you will ask yourself why is that so
if you’ve decided to lock your heart
I don’t think you should be surprised
***
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