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