Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told Fast asleep daydreaming Start to push, break your own glass ceiling Can't count, can't catch the pieces
Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told Fast asleep daydreaming Start to push, break your own glass ceiling Can't count, catch the pieces falling
I'm stucked in the social elevator, I cannot reach the upper floor, I try to touch all the buttons, But the machine doesn't seem to work, I know what
Traduction: Métrique. Plafond de verre.
: Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told Fast asleep daydreaming Start to push, break your own glass ceiling Can't count, can't catch the pieces
louis duffle bags of louchie, Bragging loosely about bagging hoochies, No logos on the clothes but the tags say gucci, And everybody raise your glasses
to this place by the railroad track It has a room with a view, just right for two Equipped with the accessories to get you in the mood Like bottles of champagne with gold-trim glasses
midnight swim, where it is late and the air is all clear. And I remember that evening, you on the floor, I was attached to the ceiling. Look behind, that glass
between the stars To travel on to martian homesick city She is weeping silently but there's not a tear Just raindrops falling from the painted ceiling
, there between the stars To travel on to Martian-Homesick-City She is weeping silently But there's not a tear Just raindrops falling from the painted ceiling
take your tight pants off for me So horny, shorty pull your plans off on me Whylin out, while shorty ditchin her mans off for me So simple, there go the champagne glass
