I dust my pictures every day
I see them now in different way
I steal your books and you steal mine
I steal your books and you steal mine
I dust my pictures every day
I see them now in different way
I steal your books and you steal mine
I steal your books and you steal mine
We have the pleasure that we find
We have the pleasure that we find
I don’t want to eat all I see
I don’t believe all that I read
Life is too short
Still we make a show
We are unhealthy and fragile
We are unhealthy and fragile