You can buy all my sunbeams light, baby. I will like your cooled down pie, baby. If you really can help me, please no more words, and closed mind - pretty things . Now I’ve only one ticket to seaside and three words to believe at postcard, which never delete, never live never live… You can buy my new second hand t-shirt, baby. Trust me, I’ll never again touch their shit, baby. Near the blocks 87 – 93, I’ve lost a youth In a dust, but I’ve received:
Chorus^^ Something better, something rebel, Something, when I was a clever boy. Somewhere I create a story for my toys and they create my own. Something better something rebel, Something when I never was a boy.
You can sell your second hand t-shirt, baby. Know I swear I’ll never die today, my sweet baby If you still wanna kill me, please no more words, and closed mind - pretty things . I needs only one ticket to seaside and three words to believe at postcard, which never delivered, never live never live…