Aerdt - Pink Turns Blue

The foretaste and aftermath of what is always going on

A terminal stage of a wasting disease

Void of past

Life was a desert and be desert again

Waiting for some bastard to come

I can’t complain

There is no other way

The devil takes the hindmost, ah

A man might die

He can’t stay

I’m going to leave just everything

Like a child who is beaten everyday

Doesn’t know to behave

Just cower and cringe

Why did you call?

The shutting off of your breath

The stopping of blood

I don’t belong here

French leave, they say

Underneath it’s all dead

No friendship or sympathy

The pain stops

Why not?

A whore is never too tired to open her legs

You mirror all the images of my morose soul

No right

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Exposing the foul words

Of whore

Nina, wake up

Wake up, see girl

Sobbing with rage, my sweet girl

If anything should happen

I would never forgive myself

Wisdom of fanatic

A litany

Drifting around like

I slowly rot

Why did I believe her

Why did you call up

The infinitude emptiness

Stand up, stand up

Stand up, stand up, waiting

Call, call, call up, say

Falling away

Why did you fall in love

Why did you fall in love with me