He tears apart a history Like he blindly pulls the sequins From her dress But you're a western boy And you'll impress
His disregard for entity Is swollen by the subtle way she moves But you're a western boy And you'll improve
You should wash me away One day I'll wake up And I won't need you ... Anymore
His redolent iniquity Reflects in every corner of the room But you're a western boy And you'll consume
She looks for hesitation In the deep forgotten embers Of his soul But you're a western boy And you'll control
Oh you'll control it
You should wash me away One day I'll wake up And I won't need you ... Anymore
Maybe it's the treason Maybe it's decay Maybe it's the reason Maybe it's the words you say Maybe it's the tension Makes me feel joy Maybe it's the movement Maybe I'm a western boy
You should wash me away One day I'll wake up And I won't need you X3 ... Anymore
