I think she’s gonna die No impulse from her heart They’ve taken away the feed That allowed her to live You make me cry You make me smile When you’re with me I feel so alive My faithful friend Until the end I'll fight for you no matter the trend I want you by my side Turn into day this monotonous night You became my lifestyle To escape, run away and feel free No breath from her chest So close to final rest Sold as a slave Prostituted to the end You make me cry You make me smile When you’re with me I feel so alive My faithful friend Until the end I'll fight for you no matter the trend I want you by my side Turn into day this monotonous night You became my lifestyle To escape, run away and feel free I look at you I feel so sad Lyrics simplified Art commodified They should be ashamed Music and soul side by side Don’t split them up (for cash) Don’t even try, she’ll never die I want you by my side Turn into day this monotonous night You became my lifestyle To escape, run away and feel free I want you by my side Turn into day this monotonous night You became my lifestyle To escape, run away and feel free