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Erotic Market

Erotic Market is a musical artist whose style can be described as a combination of indie pop, electronic, and experimental sounds. They are known for their unique and eclectic approach to music, often incorporating catchy melodies, intricate beats, and unconventional lyrics in their songs. With a distinctive sound and a focus on creativity, Erotic Market has gained a small but dedicated following among fans of alternative music. more »

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Bitchy Muses
M.Pellegrini

Poetry 
limping like a zombie
flirting with your OD
crawling like a shadow
tomorrow i'll borrow your sorrow

Palm tree
bowing before your OBE
bleeding with no duty 
sinking like monroe,
with no glow, 
like a dance with jacko 

Longing for the bitches,
waiting for the muses
let my brain chooses
which weapon, which word, which bruise is
able to fill those whitish pages with
paganism, rythme, altruism, 
hedonism, here's mum
what you doing mum?
in my lyrics hum??
Skip it!
paroxysm, terrorism,
wisdom, scepticism,
Gee hun! like a tunisian
on the verge of a new civilization
dizzy, busy, frizzy, out of religion
it's time for amoral intuitions,
abyssmal allegations,
atonal allusions  
demonstration 
Straight ON!
who cares if it's meaningless, successless
with clumsiness
but nevertheless like a sorceress 
who confess to profess, don't you guess
lawlessness
this ain't no personal quest 
my creativity can't take no rest 
my label got a request
"october, gimme hit , i'll give you the rest"

POetry, 
sleeping like a beauty,
waiting for your OD
vectorizing shadows
tomorrow, i'll plagiarize your sorrow

Palm tree,
sweeping up your OBE
staring like a paparazzi
at suicidal monroe,
you're KO, like a self medicated jacko

Rack rack rack
rack your brain
birdie put on your flame again
to be in the frame for fame
d'you play the game
d'you need to be strained?
OK
press, press, press
press your veins
birdie scream out your name again
don't refrain but don't complain
what? you need to feel pain?
this is lame, lame, lame

No, no, no
don't be ashamed, shamed, shamed
to repeat 3 times the same same same
i' know it's time
you trynna gain, gain, gain
 but what? who's to blame?
yeah me…
Take the pen, 
if you can, 
be a man, 
tell us when
your oven 
was broken
and that hen
was for ten
and it was 8pm
and then what happen
oh no, see
we don't give a damn

daaaammmmmn! this is mental
the more i seek the more i fall
into this deep black hole
of ornamental, detrimental
lament of mrs know-it-all
STOP! go to the mall,
have a ball,
leave poems to the trolls
drink it all
with your grrrrl
f*ck that bitchy muses
once for all!

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