2017.08.22.
Forever
You remember when,It'd have seemed funny,
back when there weren't any immigrants in Chios
When you thought that you'll always sleep holding onto your mom every night so that you don't get scared
You remember when,
It'd have seemed funny,
back when you were a kid that went to school
When you thought that you'll always sleep holding onto your stuffed bear every night so that you don't get scared
Forever
Forever you said
But you turned thirty
The mother grew old
The stuffed bear is
now in an attic
And no one
will do you favours anymore
Forever
Forever you said
But you turned thirty
The mother grew old
The stuffed bear is
now in an attic
And no one
will do you favours anymore
Kids' fairytales,
The worst trap
They didn't teach you that you'll never find refuge
Everything in life is a mess
Nothing turned out the way you thought it would
No matter how many times you were told you're different, as a kid
You're the same
As every sinner on this earth
Even if you never werewith the losers
There's no 'forever'
There's no 'together'
This whore of a life will show you whether you want it or not
Forever
Forever you said
But you turned thirty
The mother grew old
The stuffed bear is
now in an attic
And no one
will do you favours anymore
Forever
Forever you said
But you turned thirty
The mother grew old
The stuffed bear is
now in an attic
And no one
will do you favours anymore
Now that you're seeing everything from a different perspective
Nothing's funny anymore
Your life won't be , like they said, like a book
It won't be a fairytale
It won't be a comedy
It'll be hard work and sweat
As if you're digging in a construction site
Now that you're seeing everything from a different perspective
Nothing's funny anymore
Your life won't be , like they said, like a book
Everyone you've ever loved is gonna leave
And if you're lucky enough you might meet them again
Up in the sky
Dig you moron
That'd what society wants,
A wanker
Who works and pays
And birthes children
So that he can raise
The new slaves
Forever
Forever you said
But you turned thirty
The mother grew old
The stuffed bear is
now in an attic
And no one
will do you favours anymore
Forever
Forever you said
But you turned fourty
The mother died
The stuffed bear rotted in the attic
and no one did you any favours