The Miasma Of Misogyny Consoles Falsely Songtext
von Vandal of Hearts

Your perfume reigns in the air
As you defy me, "au contraire"
Your new man insults me
Quand il m′appelle "mon frère"

Je ne suis pas ton fucking "frère"
He thinks he's Charles Baudelaire
Because you′re filling his head with nonsense
As you did with me


Là là là là là
Là là là là là
Elle est jolie

You seem to me like a statue
And what's worse I think that flatters you
At least a sculpture
Is a product of love

Because my sickly flower girl
There is no secret to the world
That ever will be unlocked
By sucking one hundred thousand cocks


Là là là là là
Là là là là là
Elle est jolie