My Impure Hair کے بول

I've lost my key I've gone too far Was it enough to make you sick ? Maybe I live again, but would I lose again my virginity ? Oh, my virginity I'm shaped to get in your way But in the end We defend our decadence You never wept like that Whatever lost I won't forget about you Oh, forget about you It's not what I said, it's what you said It's what you did did that belongs to everyone It's not what I hate, it's what you hate Its decadence belongs to everyone One day I lie next to you and you stroke my impure hair