A la la, a la la Gimme 3 wishes I wanna be that dirty finger and his six bitches A la la, a la la Gimme more 2 I wanna be in that crazy band or Meuku
(Chourus) Tell me your stories, write down your secrets and play this music as loud as it can be get me a sandwich, buy me some hot tea and sing this
My art is called egocentric soft porno Or maybe it's just narcisism My one and only subject Goes from something like anything but Me ism Wouldn't it
Fly high on the rug With the ones you know With the ones you love With the ones you trust Ready the van the bus the plane Again and hear the sound Little
Believe achieve (x6) I'll put my ear on your chest To hear the message that, your body feeds me back I'm goint to eat up your food To try to feel what
Hoje eu nao vou sair de casa Hoje eu nao vou pisar na rua Hoje eu nao vou trocar de roupa Nao vou sair de casa Hoje eu nao quero ver a rua Hoje eu nao
Ele e incrivel Ele e italiano Ele e japones Eu ja virei fregues Bezzi, eu ja peguei o bezzi Bezzi, eu ja peguei o bezzi Bezzi, eu ja peguei o bezzi
I listen to dead roses comin' off of your breath yeah I see a smile missed up around your hair Yeah yeah yeah Long nails of a workin'boy Oh! You don
C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S
Stop, ok, you can press, you can push But it always will be the same, and you've waiting so long Anyway How does it feel to be free again? I wanna fall
It's been so long I heard that song It made me sweat when I sang along And even after all this time (?) passed by It hits me like a rock And I still
This is so weird Am I sleeping? Is this a dream? ...No! Am I a Mouse? Am I an elephant? And I had just sliced your tongue So tell me he-he-he-he-he-
Oh my god it's so hot Oh my got it's so gold Oh my god I'm so messed up I don't know which way to go Stars above try to guess where's my gin, where'
You wake up you don't wanna live today you make up you wanna look good today you break up you feel like crashing down you go to work you wanna skip this
Calling me high in the telephone Came by plane all alone Spend the afternoon making a speech Speech made you nervous that you couldn't eat You came to
Baby, you've got me thinking About the things I left behind A suitcase in Helsinki And your things I wanna set on fire (set on fire) I realized that
Get up, get up, get up, you've got to keep on moving (x4) if i put you backwards straight to the dance floor will you still be waiting for me? will
