My kind is cut off from this world
Even the lonely and drunk knew better
Than me, you and us
My kind is cut off from this world (feel it fold)
My kind is cut off from this world
More than yours, more than life itself
More than greed itself
Even lonely and the drunk knew better
Than me, you and god

Killing the father in me
Killing the woman in me
Killing the man in me
Killing the child in me

You smell like a stubborn gas lamp who holds birds
Piu, piu, piu
Even you can't take this hunger from me
Man
Severed days without amends
Several months without a fucking plan
Even the lonely and the drunk knew better
Than me, you and god!!!

Killing the father in me
Killing the woman in me
Killing the man in me
Killing the child in me

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Writer(s): Teresa Suarez