Lletres: Venus. Wanda Wultz.

It's not me
It's not me
It's not me
I'm not here
It's not me
I guess
This is fake
I can't even get
What you say
It's not me
It's not me
No, it's not me at all
And I grit my teeth
But I choke
I just need to breathe
In that warmth

I'll go where I'll get rid of me
I'll float, I'll bleed
Get rid of me

It's not me
It's not real
Can't recall
What I'd been
It's a mess I'm in
I just try
To get out of me
For a while
It's not me
It's not true
I think nothing of you
This time I escape
And I throw
All my past away
And I hope

I'll go where I'll get rid of me
I'll float, I'll bleed
Get rid of me