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Animal
- wykonawca: Front 242
Kick it where it hurts and you kick it hard
What does the future hold for me? Pain!
In the world outside everything's the same
When you look in the mirror what do you see? Shame!
You play with yourself then you cry when you start to bleed
You put over numbers you pretend that you don't need
It's hard for you to give when all you do is you take and you take
I'll give you something
A flower at your fucking wake
Born to breathe
Not much else
You'll die of nothing
Like everybody else
Born to breathe
Nothing is what I am
No-one to save me
From myself
I can't see
Blind is what I am
Swimming for the womb
Like everybody else
What's yours is yours and what's mine is also yours
'Cause you had to wait, I'd be crawling on all fours
I give you the finger but you want the whole hand
The hand that slaps you and makes you understand
Born to be here
Nothing is what I am
No-one to save me
From myself
I can't see
Blind is what I am
Swimming for the womb
Like everybody else
Kick it where it hurts and you kick it hard
What does the future hold for me? Pain!
In the world outside everything's the same
When you look in the mirror what do you see? Shame!
You play with yourself then you cry when you start to bleed
You put over numbers you pretend that you don't need
It's hard for you to give when all you do is you take and you take
I'll give you something
A flower at your fucking wake
Born to breathe
Not much else
You'll die of nothing
Like everybody else
Born to breathe
Nothing is what I am
No-one to save me
From myself
I can't see
Blind is what I am
Swimming for the womb
Like everybody else
What's yours is yours and what's mine is also yours
'Cause you had to wait, I'd be crawling on all fours
I give you the finger but you want the whole hand
The hand that slaps you and makes you understand
Born to be here
Nothing is what I am
No-one to save me
From myself
I can't see
Blind is what I am
Swimming for the womb
Like everybody else