The Other Songtext
von Mark Lint

I am the other baby
I will solve all your problems
Fill me up with all your insecurities and fly
I am another lady
Your severalth one and only
Come to me, I′m what you need
Worship me and die

A sentimental death fulfilling every Valentine cliché
If you never try, you'll never know how it feels to be unmade

I am the other baby
Project upon me all your fantasies and entreaties
Especially the weird ones, baby
I am another crazy
Impossibly imperfect vessel for your self-deceiving
Picture of your needs
But it′s the only game in this city
Built on luck and love clichés

And if you never try, you'll never know relief from asmalais


Love, love, love, that's all you need
A break from what′s desensitized you
A not uncommon known condition
Should clear up in a year or so
Love, love, love, it′s guaranteed
To give you something for your journal
A universal known religion
Self-fulfilling, verifiable

Moving towards the empty ache
Bring on the insipid heartbreak
It all comes with the territory
I promise it won't be more than you can take

I am the other baby
Another force beyond your power
Courage to change what you can
Your own death notwithstanding
I am the other baby
All wrapped up in too much cultural cliché
To run away as fast as you need reprimanding
The other to your immature
The other to your horse manure
The other to your narcissistic needs