On the rocks, like beings cut in half
I feel under-classed
Don’t look at me I’m over and underwhelmed
Cover all the stares and trash all the glam
Just trash all the glam
Cause she has come here to unleash a dream
Mounted with a view within
Shining the way in peace she leads
Bit by bit it starts
She overdoes and undermines her polish
Seeking for the truth within and covering her shine
She’s running dry and desperately is calling for resistance here
In no way she can keep this fallen illusion now alive
So she is dropping pretence, way more complex
No more sequence
She deletes and trashes all the glam
Trashes all the glam
Trashes all the
On the rocks, like beings cut in half
I feel under-classed
Don’t look at me i’m over and underwhelmed
Cover all the stares and trash all the glam
Just trash all the glam
Cause I have come here to be me in peace
But settings seemed to disagree
Views too dull, too obsolete
Still succeed
Obstinately i proceed in constant need of poetry
To heal my broken dreams and give me light on gloomy streets
I feel the more i trust in me the brighter all my colours be
And followed by the likes of me I dare to face and to compete
I go and tear to shreds all canting prayers
I cut off hands that hold me back
I’m trashing all the glam
Trashing all the glam
Trashing all the glam