Snow was enough
Let them eat it
Little thing that was a good remit
Oh, you´re just a genial pomade faker
In the background was our perfect love

Don´t be like the salary man, man, man, man

We are positive
Opposite of what I´m feeling
Hopefully I won´t forget to breathe out there
Trust the people though I am not like them

For a second
Wouldn´t you rethink, it´s a futile type we´re making
Took ´em around like he´s hiding out
There is something I´ve done, done, I´ve done
I´ve done, done, I´ve done, I´ve done, done, done

I wish somebody can
Oh, there´s only clear and blue
You aren´t feeling better, either pink or blue
You want better, you want better, you want better

You want better, you want

I know what you´re thinking
See, you call the others sometimes too
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweetheart, sweetheart
Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart

Still glow
Ship
Stars, stars, stars