Loaded forecast on you the pants are tight you are ready to use searching for some trouble so who’s gonna be the one and try to feed your hunger empty eyes leading your own sorrow none to get on none to roll over this night honey the lavatory is open as you blocked his head away twenty-one is such a good number conversation lost its weight anyway we are walking on a thin line no you better stay away from this and shut your mug and read my lips we are just kids
do you talk to me pull the string so I can be a doll you won’t cover me up cause I’m the girl who kisses the dawn kiss the dawn kiss the dawn
rebel mad and broken why do you throw your days away twenty-one was not a good number conversation lost its hate anyway you are walking on a thin line and you better avoid the risk so shut your mug and read my lips we are just kids
do you talk to me pull the string so I can be your doll you won’t cover me up cause I’m the girl who kisses the dawn
don’t you talk to me pull the string don’t want to be your doll you won’t cover me up because I’m the girl who eats the scrub
do you talk to me pull the string so I can be your doll you won’t cover me up cause I’m the girl who kisses the dawn
Once more Twenty-three times my favourite number All the girls thousand days anymore Little boy, I hate your sick cut That's why I'm leaving this place noway before Do what you got to do, that's true The night has been this night for two Do what you got to do, that's true Do what you got to do