Lyrics Odete - Spiritual Front
We′re
two
drifters,
two
lovers
with
no
scrap
of
future
A
dying
couple
on
the
dank
streets
of
Lisbon
Will
our
fear
be
enough
to
make
us
feel
alive?
Why
am
I
trying
to
live
through
you?
Would
you
like
kids,
Odete?
Motherhood
means
giving
up
some
of
your
life
Your
hands
are
beautiful,
Odete
Touch
me
but
now
let
me
lose
myself
My
life
so
empty
that
gives
nothing
more
Than
the
days
spent
with
you
I
feel
your
hysterical
jerking
of
my
hips
I'm
trying
to
believe
you,
touching
your
lips
Please,
please
tell
me,
Odete
Could
you
replace
your
lover
with
me?
Convincing
yourself
to
love
is
the
To
love
is
the
hardest
thing
You′ll
dance
on
my
grave
And
you'll
fuck
my
soul
You
have
the
right
to
lie
to
me
too
I
spy
on
you
and
envy
the
love
that
bound
you
I
want
to
try
to
understand
where
The
joy
starts
n
fades
Death
didn't
take
him
away
Relieve
him
through
me
I′m
vulgar,
I′m
crazy
and
I'm
loving
you
C′mon
Odete
Sleep
on
my
tomb
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