Do you dispair your pen in my direction.
now i feel its my night,
its the moment where i pick a fight.
there we are, thinking isnt right.
feel's so real.
and if we can we'd do.
therefore we act.
and if we can we'd do it again.
feel's so real, yeah.
and if we can we'd do it again.
again and again.
even touch our tongues.
but you and many more.
remeber in the paper fold.
and then its lost.
x2
is there something wrong?
i'd never thought,
id be this way.
with the things
i get away.
if i were an artist,
i'd color your eyes.
dot my prints,
all over your thighs.
if i were a screamer,
with no world to blame
i'd scream my love,
forever your name.
is there something wrong x2
do you dispair your pen in my direction.
now i feel its my night,
its the moment where i pick a fight.
there we are, thinking isnt right