在你的床垫上只剩下洞眼和冷漠还有一些马的毛发没有一件是你的啊你来自一个孤岛你正用那橡皮刀切割着那钻石

• What's left in your mattressis holes and lack of love leftsome hair from a horse, and none of it is yours, manYou come from an island, you're cutting diamondswith a rubbery knife