Woorden: Architecture In Helsinki. Fingers Crossed. Like A Call.

All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasing
Calling police so, so we're placing, weight on minds
[Incomprehensible] red sports car, Northwest dated
Counting the sleeps, I'm counting, waiting, stalled inside

There's no tires to save our skins
They're bald and old
Their advice won't change our plans

Through an old telescope for close up faces
You're cornering the fire it works in your favor, televised
Like the all night long at 3 a.m. feeling, you get in your legs
When you're dancing on the ceiling, friends of mine

And you change the beat disguised
Like a call to realize

You just made a pass in that reflection
You're fixing your hair or asking questions, you decide
Turn it around, the place is a fountain youth, you're squealing
Offering advice that sounds appealing, nervous fun

Except the cheating's in your blood
And the hardest word is love

Let's not starve here today, none of that behavior
Eating like a princess, I'm gonna save you, stay at mine
And we're carving up the courses we're not playing
Don't want to hear the swear words you're spraying, undermined

I'm not revealing unless your feelings are long term
I'm not revealing unless your feelings are long term
I'm not revealing unless your feelings are long term

It's like a, it's like a call