I know your body's like a cloud Floating around the softer side of things you know I know you like to let it out For me it's just a kind of pressure coming out
Oh no… How did it come to this? Making your way back home Thinking “Oh no… Why does it look like this?” I'm trying to break the code
I bet there's something in the air A tiny drug to keep our bodies unaware There's little fractures wearing out For me it's nothing but the numbers adding up
Oh no… How did it come to this? Making your way back home Thinking “Oh no… Why does it look like this?” I'm trying to break the codeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
