So what
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night in the city of salon strivings
night has pulled on a virginal veil
do you feel the octanes in your blood
do you feel the rumble of the pressure in
your head
so what
are you waiting for something strong
really worthwhile
for the impulse that sets things into
motion
think hard
at any moment orthodox vultures will
press torward
so what
two words are enough
fuck off
the beast has a hundred faces
and while you drink and walk embraced
in the darkness
and while you're caressed by rough
hands
and while you lick split lips
so what
and then god's sirens stop the flow
and the traffic lights strive to shine at a
minimum
only strangers stride forward
and life settles like milk in a glass
so what
two words are enough
fuck off
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