She's my black haired drug queen
in euphoric state
She's scratching the screen
She knows more than we do
She goes through the mirror
into the dimension unknown
She wanna go high
She wanna touch the sky
She doesn't know any words
She looks through the gla**
and she cackles at birds
I open the window for you
This is your moment
You know what to do
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
There goes a bee my miss kamikaze
I'll come after you
Then our glorious lives
could be over
But it's not over yet
I don't feel all my limbs
I crawl back to the kitchen
and give her more shrimps
She has 9 lives to live
Always in the end
she is my best friend
Her life is not a sad illusion
Should I walk or should I scream
There's no space for me