throw my knife to my feet
and let this words be your guide
never buy sour milk in the shop
and never talk to stranger in car
the city is so far
so are you in the game
put down that fuel can
and take the matches
let’s play a bit
with this red tongues
sign that postcards that never will be send
sign that postcards that never will be send
the time is running
the time is running out
so carpe diem baby
so take the pictures
of your best friends
and deal with it
sign that postcards that never will be send
you’ll never know what hides above your bed
you’ll never know what hides above your bed
july is frozen
july is dead
july is dead
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