E-Race Generation

Still in a frame of my mind
I get a gun
I’m a «lady-borderline»
I’ve sold you pills of fear and fun
So that you felt alive
But insane
In my eyes
You saw your face
Bleeding empty…
He said:
Dear lady I just want to find the key
To bleed off my innocence
I want to disappear
In my dirty, dirty desires
Please erase me violently with your gun
Still in a frame of your mind
You dress my skin
Now you can feel by the senses
That an imitation pill
Gave you before that your eyes
Became slaves of a forbidden time
Plastic evidence
And you’re empty…
He said:
Dear lady I just want to find the key
To bleed off my innocence
I want to disappear
In my dirty, dirty desires
Please erase me violently with your gun
Dear lady I just want to find the key
To bleed off my innocence
I want to disappear
In my dirty, dirty desires
Please erase me
Erase me
Erase me