[venusss]

I sometimes cry, I sometimes pray
does that make me pitiful?
Maybe I should starve myself
would that make me beautiful?

Maybe I should dress more trendy
and not think of the history
maybe I should be like others
maybe I should stop being me

Maybe I should change who I am
to fit in this city
wear shoes and life that don't fit
would that make me pretty?

TV tells me to by myself
by becoming one of them
The news channels says, that we are doomed
we had hope, but that was then

People tell my eyes look dreamy
... that's cause they seen many foreign places
I wondered around way too much
I hope I left some traces

I remind myself that I am lucky
I survived so far, so maybe it's not that bad
I got my memories and maybe my future
so why on the earth I feel so sad?

Should I toss my morals
for your adoration?
Should I damn my soul
to save my nation?

As I lay awake in the night
what to do with this life?
I can as well die for something
no way I am getting out alive............

[venusss]

I wear glitter when I go out
I wear glitter as my shield
Glitter is the mask that hides
all the secrets I won't yield

I put on pretty to hide what's inside
I talk dark, cause it makes me feel brave
don't own nothing, don't own this night
just glitter mask and one soul to save

I always go out like it's the last time
I make amends in case I shall not return
Love and peace, please remember me
among the stars I shall burn

What does today bring for us?
In glitter and white phoshorus...

ruins, debris or star dust
nobdy will care for us

I got glitter in my blood
makes me eyes shine, like bright stars
Lipstick and kohl are my sole weapons
I wear glitter to hide my scars

Sometimes I call on other souls
when laying awake in the night
There must more of us out there
there must a way to make it right

And maybe there's some hope for us
we're glitter and white phosphorus

air pollution smells like star dust
but nobody would die for us

Beauty from times gone makes me hopeful
but the pretty streets, they do not speak
History is my place to go to
Without it, I would feel so weak

I wear glitter and talk cynical
It's my iron curtain, my barbed wire
And if I act cold, it's just how I protect myself
When I see the world on fire

We don't know what is right for us
my eyes burn like white phosphorus

As the whole world crumbles to dust
Of glitter and white phosphorus