Il testo della L'amour raw

Pretty gritty. pretty shitty
Time to quit you and this city.
I’m looking for something. there’s so much missing
From the picture where i’m sitting…

Plan a would be quitting.

What for ? l’amour ?
You like it cooked.
But you eat it raw.
L’amour

It’s not because that i am pale that i live in a fairytale
See i have a lot of faith
But i don’t live to wait.
You see plan b would be to follow you and see if it ever happened eventually.

What for ? l’amour ?
You like it cooked.
But you eat it raw.
L’amour

When it’s not funny anymore you point your finger at the door
I’m feeling ripped and rather torn it was so much better before l’amour
Like a glass that topples as it goes to fall
Before it smashes into chunks all over the floor

Merci l’amour. thats what its for.
I like it cooked.
But you give it to me raw…

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