We are
Walking nostalgia
Like old movies for real
Look at me, look at you
Look at them, look at us
I`m young
Sell a slim body to the man next door
Sell a slim body to the man next door
Like my sister Surprise
We`ll wait for you
We are
The pleasure creation
Gone wrong. Gone wrong.
We are
Walking ghost stories
No religion
No relief
No old wisdom
No belief
Sometimes I could scream
We`ll wait for you