Misanthrope

Misanthrope - Futile Future lyrics

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How our life is so futile

What a fool to think about a tomorrow

Joy is so furtive

When your pulpy kiss meets my lips



I do not believe in tenderness anymore

Henceforth more than simple promises

Go behind our distress in our self-cloak

We are just livid embers of futility



Futile future

Futile future

Futile future

Futile future



How our life is so futile

What a fool to think about a tomorrow

Joy is so furtive

When your pulpy kiss meets my lips



Futile future

Futile future

Futile future

Futile future



We are everything except extraordinary

I let my lots to the human sorrow

So where, who will I conjurate my demons

Simplicity is the power of a being, so be I



I do not believe in tenderness anymore

Henceforth more than simple promises

Go behind our distress in our self-cloak

We are just livid embers of futility



Futile future

Futile future

So be I
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