If I screw up my eyes
Or screw up my face
Or I'll turn on the lights
And disguise the distaste
Of this taste in your mouth
I'm sick of this tongue
On the film of your eyes

It's the way I'll become
I'm obsessed with the way that you try
To end up to miss a step
Do it for me

And day after day
Makes me wish I was you
Squeeze it till I'm dry
She was worried by the million that came to your mind
If I asked this all again
Again

See my feet
Spinning out again
This is going
Never gets seen
When this choice is made

Dress me up dress me up
In yellow or blue
I'll always fall all the way
In front of you
Of you

Paralyzed his hands away
The sound of the dead
These clouds away
You never stop
The sunsets go
Dreams away

How can you be so proud ?
If you heard the song
Of this cold night
How are you happy
Hold me tight
Try and stall the only one
I cannot taste
Mourning
As we're happy
Helpless son
It's crystal clean
It's cut for family

A mother who could spit
Say it everytime
Take it to everyone
And look away