Testo Gare Du Nord

This is the place where she existed Yes existed cause she didn't live No more ideals left no mind of her own Only underwear and a stained sheet There were times when she could make them bleed Make them crawl and beg for more But that was then when she still smiled A living doll in a pink decor She didn't remember the reason why She didn't remember how to stop Not to feel the pain not to cry To strip was easier than to open up This is the place where she used to die Now she's gone and forgotten Somebody else is now faking the cries And is also slowly rotting The house near the Gare du Nord Takes and takes but never gives The house near the Gare du Nord Leads its life but never lives