Lost Horse - Asaf Avidan, MC Solaar

All my body’s undulating

Back and forth but it’s too late and

There’s no cure and no sedating

All this pain we’re generating

This prolonged, insane, grotesque thing

That we wrongly have been naming «love»

Honey, this ain’t love, no

Pretty soon, I will be feeding

On the taps your little feet in

Silver boots make when they’re fleeing town

And I can’t get around to being

Much surprised by memories speeding

On the road on which we’re bleeding

Love, honey, this ain’t love

I want you to hold me

Perpendicularly only

A sundial for the gods

We were born, born to fail

I want you to hold me

Perpendicularly only

A sundial for the gods

We were born, born to fail

It’s raining cats and dogs and lightning

Strikes my heart and sheds some light on

To the fact it ain’t so frightening

How there hasn’t been your pretty sight in

So much time, my teeth are whitening

From the blood we shed while biting

Love, honey, this ain’t love

I want you to hold me

Perpendicularly only

A sundial for the gods

We were born, born to fail

I want you to hold me

Perpendicularly only

A sundial for the gods

We were born, born to fail

I want you to hold me

Perpendicularly only

A sundial for the gods

We were born, born to fail

Only

Born to fail

I want you to hold me

Perpendicularly only

A sundial for the gods

We were born, born to fail