Can you make it real Make it more than real, more than just feel We are on a ride We're on it all the time to the front of your mind
My stepfather looks Just like David Bowie but he hates David Bowie I think Bowie's cool I think Lodger rules, my stepdad's a fool
Without me there's nothing I'm the only thing that dies If it came down to your life or mine I would do the stupid thing
And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living
"I'm alright," said the man to his wife Waking up to a head full of bed, full of what she said She hadn't thought of it for a while And when she did, she thought of it differently than she thought she should be thinking
Just the thought of it's enough To penetrate my comfort zone
Without me there's nothing I'm the only thing that dies If it came down to your life or mine I would do the stupid thing
And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on livingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
