Chilly night it's too cold to smoke outside You can steal all my songs, I'll create new ones My best friend knows where to find my porn Oh God what have I done?
I may sound serious, but you should know that I'm dunce So all the words I say are probably an empty dust Not a child, but I still don't know why I was born Oh God what have I done...
Make me fly Make me sure We won't stop Even if we fall Accident I am sworn Oh God what have I done!
I laugh too much but I do not think that it's a crime Yeah, it will end, but not now - not this time We are cool to the smallest bone Oh God what have I done