Thrasymachus - Einar Stray Orchestra

I tend to long to live another life

Just the thought of the taste of other lips than yours

I should go to feast with a snake-like appetite

‘cause nothing is for anything anymore anyway

I tend to long to live another life

Even though I know it’s silver for the crow

Fairness only, only for the strongest of us

Nothing is for anything anymore anyway

It is dark outside, it’s dark in me

I got oil floating around my feet

It may look like gold, may look like ours

But I don’t care I don’t mind

I’m fine in someone else’s life

It is dark outside, it’s dark in me

Even though I got oil to my knees

Even though this is silver for crow

I don’t care, I don’t mind anymore

I tend to long to live another life

You tend to learn to live with your memory

You brought branches high up to the canopy

I realize that nothing was for something anyway