Sweetness, sweetness never suits me, when I get it up to take you home Maybe it’s love, love at first slightly drunk Now I'm walking with the sun, in my mouth
Worry, worry is a well, gonna let it fall tonight from where we stand
What can’t be decided In the morning it will bring itself to you I can see what’s coming, but I’m not saying it
Sickness, weakness at the thought of how you're gonna play it How long should I stay? Promises, promises never cease to assist it, now I’m back on my back Please bite your words Hurry, hurry to believe, I can always trust, as much as you deceive
What can’t be decided In the morning it will bring itself to you I can see what’s coming, but I’m not saying it
What’s your middle name? How do you play the game? I’ll be the first to leave When did I grow up? I don’t want to say too much I’ll be the first to leave
What can’t be decided In the morning it will bring itself to you What can’t be decided Can fool you into thinking maybe you can choose
I can see what’s coming I can see what’s coming But I’m not saying itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
