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What is love for?

Verse 1:

Let's talk about one of the most mysterious feelings in our lives.
One of the feelings that can make us
Bright but at the same time it can make
Us kill ourselves with a fire gun...
Here we go...

One word, four letters but I've been
Chasing this motherfucking feeling like
A damn predator, where to go, where
To stay, where to wander and where to
Pray? Crazy days, crazy faces and I'm
So tired of all these brainless manners..
I wanna go away and find my special,
And it ain't no secret,
I'm just like in cage,
I need that spirit that I had when I was
In love with that strange angel,
Like ginger ale, I can't even explain
Was it good or was it brain damage
I will manage with all the changes
That's my style, that's what I'm made Of, that's what I'm chasing, love is
Racing, I'm hesitating, I'm trying
Scratch the past out of my memory
For that was only a useless example
Stupid 10-day scramble,
I invented this masquerade but I've Become a kind of other man with other Values, other idols and other statues
Natural beauty try to capture
No fake gestures, I will be raptured
If I find my only beloved full of care,
Beauty and passion and I wouldn't
Dare, let it be mutual and dashing
Love is on the map, it is smashing
Practically dead from these four letters
That always make you crazy,
Four letters looking like a daisy
But appearing to be an adorable chain
Full of trial and wonderful pain!

Bridge:

Have I ever been in love with anybody
So far? All right, I say my heart was
Ajar a bit, it was a kinda grind to go far
Away and realize that things had gone Under the ground, well, now
Begging my pardon, I ain't gonna cry,
I'm gonna fight, I'm gonna struggle,
Charles wasn't right when he said
About love that'll kill you as soon as
You find it, love is the thing that's
Worthwhile keeping, but love is a
Strong knife, sometimes making you
Weeping don't dive too deep into this
Routine or you are gonna go crazy
And become a kinda psychopath killer
Don't ever provoke me!
Here's another lyrical verse bringing
Sone nursery rhymes from my gyrus

Verse 2:

I'm not averse to have anybody else
But it seems to serve like the worst
Curse, my brain doesn't work
It's inadvertently hurting me, jerk!
Fix me girl I'm still having those same
Damn feelings, sweet greetings and
Cheerful hugs and kisses
A year and a half - that's the witness
For me you're still a magnet
I don't believe to any other faggots
My heart is wrecked but it doesn't dare
To come again to your place and let
You be aware of the fact that I'm still
Crazy...


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