They haunt us with a blowtorch

To find out who we are and what we do

They send messages in mass mailing

But still she looks so fine in her dress

Beauty never stops to interest humans

When A woman says she’s not interested

A man is mean and reduce your lyrics

To be non-relevant and just some fluff

Life has changed to become more severe

When you discover the treedimensionality

In parallells we live our lifes in dispair

Over all the violence from angry humans

When the blowtorch is lit in the night

You’re haunted in your sleep with nightmares

Each way is difficult to approach naked

Take on your disguise and put on some clothes

Keep it secret with your delusive talk

And try to hide in humbleness beside the path

Not Any way is a true way to become a star

If you are wise and have been travelled far

Taleptox Skrev

Den 20230513

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