Paroles: The Kills. Goodnight Bad Morning.

The Speeds working I see it in everyone
Like a lost idea and the lap of sun
Your eyes are ready for takeoff melting your head
What a beautiful state we are in

Jealous in my mind are all dead
I Love you so much, never forget
Our Love are secret coming all down
What a beautiful state we are in

Goodnight another bad morning
Goodnight another bad morning
Goodnight another bad morning
Goodnight another bad morning

Goodnight, another bad
Goodnight, another bad
Goodnight, another bad
Goodnight another bad morning