We are only products to feed our sex drive
One day, we want you, the next day, you make a deep dive
In a misunderstanding ocean where you find other waste
Finally, you're not his type and I feel distaste
I'm not living in the Past, I'm just paying for it
This won't be the last time I'm suffering because of this shit
One-night adventurers understand the rules
Each game ends, they're winners and I'm a looser
Rancour is my only reward, I'm like a monster feeding on illusions
There's no 'serious' relationship, only good behaviours
We're not all equal in front of Eros' judgement
I'm going to wait again, I'll be bored for an endless moment