Nothing sucks more than success.
Success is the seductress that seduces you to the bed of satisfaction.
Nothing sucks more than success.
Success is the seductress that seduces you to the bed of satisfaction.
She fed me hatred pressed in a sandwich
Between the breads of lust
suddenly illusion is broken
and I drowned in a deep sea
beneath the ice crust
Well, it will fade away
you broke my trust
but you are not first
You said I should go away
Oh sure I know I must
Riding along the curvaceous road,
I see you bare soul,
confronting the triviality of life as a whole.
I remember when I admired the cover
When I saw nothing but an empty container.
You were everything for me but a lover.
and for you I’m an illegitimate claimer.
You little dove
you are victim of my love.
You were the wrist and I was the cutting knife
following for me each and every rife.
I could never know
You were the only meaningful
of my meaningless life.
You are victim of my love and my life.