You are looking for
You are looking for
You are looking for stability
You are looking that
You are looking that
You are looking that but there's nothing here
On men's land the poet is dead
And no, no no no no no no
In the past you pass away
No, no no no no no no
In the past you pass away
History told us that paradise was an apple
And you ate that speech
And no, no no no no no no no
Injected blame makes you blind at all
On women's land new poems are breathing
History told us that paradise was an apple
And I spit that shit
And yes! Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
But my mind tells you no
No no no no no no no
Our voices say a lot