The air comes off the ocean, the city smells fishy the air is full of fish and mystery ,whispering who, what, when I am warning you I am weightless and the wind is always shifting so don't hang anything on me if you ever want to see it again, I am telling you I'm different than you think I am;

At night when you're asleep , self-hatred's going to creep in and try to blame it on the devil the one who's bed you sleep in and don't tell me what they did to you as though you had no choice tell me, isn't that your picture?isn't that your voice?if you don't live what you sing about your mirror is going to find out ;
I'd like to go to all the pretty parties where all the pretty people go and I ain't really all that pretty but nobody will know , cuz everybody loves you when you're a star and nobody questions what it takes to go that far and life is a sleazy stranger and this is his favorite bar ;
No I don't prefer obscurity but I'm an idealistic girl and I wouldn't work for you , no matter what you paid and I may not be able to change the whole fucking world but I could be the million that you never made ;
I could be the million that you never made
I could be the million that you'll never make
You're looking at the million that you'll never make
Nico
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