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Odd
You're an amateur of chaos
I know how to live only in chaos
You have hot blood, perfect
And this is the only type that I can drink
I am going to uncover my fangs
Just so that everything is clear to you
Don't try to get closer, I'm
Predestined to be odd*
And everything that you could offer me now
I appreciate it, but no thanks
You could only give me feelings, but
For me the lack of them is an asset
It's not a rhythm, it's not a dance
It's not fire, it's not excitement
You're now in front of me waiting for me to take the second step
I do it so that I can lead you to the door
Can't you see I'm made out of ash
It's not sex, it's not gas
It's not a mood, it's not a joke
You're now in front of me waiting for me to take the second step
I'm only half alive
Can't you see that I'm odd
You naive girl, can't you get it
I'm sentenced to singularity
There's no room left in your month, I'm
Thirty-two in the calendar
I hold my apathy in chains
With which I'm drinking from a glass
With loneliness in my DNA, I'm
Programmed to be odd
And everything that you could offer me now
I appreciate it, but no thanks
You could only give me feelings, but
For me the lack of them is an asset
It's not a rhythm, it's not a dance
It's not fire, it's not excitement
You're now in front of me waiting for me to take the second step
I do it so that I can lead you to the door
Can't you see I'm made out of ash
It's not sex, it's not gas
It's not a mood, it's not a joke
You're now in front of me waiting for me to take the second step
I'm only half alive
Can't you see that I'm odd
Leave me, forget me, go
Leave me, forget me, go
I want you to read this in the first person like a mantra
Run as far away as you can, run as fast as you can
And don't turn your head to look back so that you won't turn into salt
It's not a rhythm, it's not a dance
It's not fire, it's not excitement
You're now in front of me waiting for me to take the second step
I do it so that I can lead you to the door
Can't you see I'm made out of ash
It's not sex, it's not gas
It's not a mood, it's not a joke
You're now in front of me waiting for me to take the second step
I'm only half alive
Can't you see that I'm odd

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Commenti dell’autore:
*odd as in number, so technically what he means there is single






