It's complicated

 Out of grace

 

One minute I bath in moonlight,

Next thing I know I hate the night,

Don’t try to understand, alright?

 

One minute I feel so damn woke,

The next I think it’s a bad joke,

What do you take me for, my bloke?

 

I’m saddest when I go to work,

But even more so when I’m broke,

This life’s but a slippery slope!

 

I’m happy when among my friends,

But more so when the evening ends,

After all, everyone pretends.

 

I complicate all things easy,

No it’s not you, it’s me,

Don’t try to understand honey.

 

Oh yes, I am but a lost case,

Fallen way too far out of place,

But not completely out of grace.

Uninterested

 hey señora

 

1.No tears are pouring,

No hearts are roaring,

I sit here thinking

You are so boring.

 

2.No golden tiara,

Please no hey señora!

No people left

Like Che Guevara.

 

3.No rebel faction

Means no attraction,

You’re all so boring,

No satisfaction.

 

4.No wings are soaring,

No landscapes jarring,

Please excuse me,

I’m gone exploring.

Ninety-nine problems but a bitch ain't one

 Harpies

 

1.Maybe some wounds need salt,

Some souls a thunderbolt,

Some bridges must be burnt,

Some photos must be torn.

 

2.Sometimes you need a knife

To cut chords that hold tight

And snap like a hot lace

Straight into someone’s face.

 

3.Sometimes you need not fear,

The consequence is clear,

Pride can hurt to the core,

Swallowing it hurts more.

Rap song about three little bitches

 Corporatist environment – Species 4

 

I don’t care about your religion,

You pious little bitch,

When you’re the Inquisition

And I am the witch.

I don’t care that your child

Threw up in the car

And to be quite honest,

I care about nothing so far.

 

I don’t care that you roll your eyes

Eleven times per sentence,

I only sense the fear inside

And no sign of repentence.

I don’t care that you spent

Millions at the hair salon,

The only thing I see is that

You look like a balloon.

 

I don’t care about

The state of your home country,

You don’t like it in here?

Complain to the Almighty.

I don’t care if I’m banished,

You give me such headaches,

Each time I hear your English

I feel like my heart breaks.

Lost things / I want to start anew

 Petals and photos

 

1.One by one,

Like petals of a wild flower,

Shrinking in shape,

Diminishing in power.

 

2.One by one,

Like falling stars on a night sky,

Will I catch one

Before I finally die?

 

3.Just like that,

A circle is the perfect shape,

No finish line,

I will always be too late.

 

4.One by one,

Photos fall down from the ceiling

And with each shot,

I feel my heart is peeling.

Dream on

 Imaginary life

 

1.Nobody knows the way I feel,

It’s beautiful ’cuz it’s not real.

So many stars fall on the floor,

I don’t have hands to catch them all.

 

2.My boy just came out from the mist,

Of course he did, he don’t exist!

But I still dream once in a while

Of made-up things which make me smile.

 

3.Nobody knows the ways I go

To hide it all, not let it show.

And you know what? I will not stop,

Not even hunger wakes me up.

Sometimes it can't be helped

 Done

 

1.If I stopped sending signs on purpose,

Looked happy only on the surface,

Just to maintain a hollow circus,

You wouldn’t mind, you wouldn’t notice.

 

2.If I gave up sobriety

To grab attention onto me,

It would be done half-heartedly,

You would look, but you wouldn’t see.

 

3.I am a painting in pastel

No one would buy, no one would sell,

I bid you a silent farewell,

You wouldn’t know, you wouldn’t tell.