Cash girls suffer me
I’ve got no enemies
I’m walking down
It’s nothing to me it’s nothing to see
If I'll never see the English evergreens I’m running to
It’s nothing to me it’s nothing to see
I’m dying to push their backs against the grain
And fool them all again and again
I’m trying to
We bitches tear our magazines those Oligarchs with
Foaming mouths come now and then
Can’t believe for just one second I’m forgetting you
I’m trying to
I’m dying to
Dollar days survival sex honour stretching tails
To necks
I’m falling down
It’s nothing to me it’s nothing to see
If I'll never see the English evergreens I’m running to
It’s nothing to me it’s nothing to see
I’m dying to push their backs against the grain
And fool them all again and again
I’m trying to
It’s all gone wrong but on and on the bitter nerve
Ends never end
I’m falling down
Don’t believe for just one second I’m forgetting you
I’m trying to
I’m dying to
I’m trying to
I’m dying to
I’m trying to
I’m dying to
I’m trying to
I’m dying to
I’m trying to
I’m dying to
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