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Denied my application? I'm not a slave of your institution You want a weapon of mass destruction? I'll give you a demonstration Oh by the way, there are no money makers on this record This time I'm exploring the loser's point of view Never mind the term It's a renegade breakdown I don't want your advice on how to elaborate my speech I have no interest in your political agenda Your intentions fluctuate like the stock market Your masquerade is grotesque Your style, over calculated The uglier I feel, the better my lyrics get And I feel disgraceful whenever you're around I thought I saw you taking a picture last night So give me something to remember Your pointless opinion, I couldn't care less How do you come up with such meaninglessness Your cheap headlines, your lazy writing I wonder how it feels for you to sit around all day I'll tell it to your face, for once and for all Letras de cancionesMy life is anti-strategic Lying between comic and tragic M'approchant doucement, je chante ma complainte Mon dégoût persistant, je ne suis une sainte La malaise choquant sur vos lèvres jointes Plait fort bien à mon coeur n'ayez nulle crainte Et quand vient le moment où je tourne la tête J'entends les braillements de vos vaines plaintes En silence j'attends ce n'est qu'une feinte Je vous glace le sang de ma sombre étreinte I feel no shame to desert what I've never needed from the start Take back everything, I don't cling on to products If I had a perfume line it should be called "No Collab" Expect no collaboration No need to call the cops, I'd rather self-police I betray everything I make, anger is everything I am Your science is a poison I can no longer ingest Take your prescription and shove it up your ass This is where we part, and this is how I end The capitalization of my depravation So next time you think about me, might as well cross me off your list I really don't need an applause, your party sucks anyway M'approchant doucement, je chante ma complainte Mon dégoût persistant, je ne suis une sainte La malaise choquant sur vos lèvres jointes Plait fort bien à mon coeur n'ayez nulle crainte Et quand vient le moment où je tourne la tête J'entends les braillements de vos vaines plaintes En silence j'attends ce n'est qu'une feinte Je vous glace le sang de ma sombre étreinte M'approchant doucement, je chante ma complainte Mon dégoût persistant, je ne suis une sainte La malaise choquant sur vos lèvres jointes Plait fort bien à mon coeur From Letras Mania