Paroles: Merci Miss Monroe. August 49.

Want to disappear i'll crack a joke everywhere but here i'll waste my time in a cradle made up of stones made up of bubbles and i'd like to thank all my lovers and my mum and everyone is trying to teach me why the waves they're speaking loud my name leave me down here won't try what they call disarming and there's nothing in your candy i'm your key when you're my cage how you're looking for the glue but i don't like this kind of you and i don't care about gravity could you enjoy this kind of me it's august 49 and you are still floating in my room want to disagree i'll crack a joke everywhere but here i'll waste my time weight and money inside you girl inside your body and i'd like to thank all my lovers and my mum and everyone is trying to teach me right from wrong am i giving you this song and all the nights i'm home alone 3798650 and all the nights i need to feel 1.007.000 pins