Calmly, the old man dropped his binoculars
he was so excited
Looking at those buildings, so tall
so crowded, so full of souls
Stuck to the stars, with his cold lenses

He is getting old

Gently pinches in her soft little legs
bringing out his false purity
Offering candies to children in the park
raping love for small orgasms

Are you in a cherished dream?
Mom said, "Just watch don't need to pull over
I keep lying on your side, you don't need violence
to get your love. "

He is getting old
He is getting old
He is getting old
He is getting old
He is getting!

Here, look into my eyes
let me feel the pain
on your face
your face!

Feel my hands around your head
my pression breaking your
your neck
like a toothpick!

Like a toothpick!

He is getting old
He is getting old
He is getting old
He is getting old
He is getting!

Calmly
So calmly