What a deep pit for a young man
Dreaming for wiser land, wiser land
Face to face by the window

The buzzy bee has no time for sorrow

Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me W.B
Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me, yeah

What a deep pit for an hold man

Like a blind bird with no wings in the dark, in the dark
Face to face by the window

The buzzy bee has no time for sorrow

Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me W.B
Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me, yeah

If the fool will persist in his folly
He would become wise

No bird soars to high

If he soars with his own wings
The most sublime

Act is to set another before you

The soul of sweet delight

Can never be defiled, can never be defiled

Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me W.B
Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me,

Face to face I’m against you
You’re against me, yeah

I don’t know where you’re hiding
I’m shaking like a fool
‘Ain’t ready for this
girl you break the rules

Well I’ve spent the night out
’til the light of day
haven’t closed my eyes
but haven’t seen you there

now run to me
yeah run to me
my naughty queen
I want you to be mine babe
ooh ooh
ooh ooh

I don’t know where you’re hiding
I’m shaking like a fool
‘Ain’t ready for this
girl you break the rules

Well I’ve spent the night out
’til the light of day
haven’t closed my eyes
but haven’t seen you there

now run to me
yeah run to me
my naughty queen
I want you to be mine babe
ooh ooh
I want you to be mine babe
ooh ooh

now run to me
yeah run to me
my naughty queen
I want you to be mine babe

I Can’t hear you when you’re in loveYou are so lost into your soulYou make me feel rubbish with my wordsSilly, Sweat, VoidI can hear you nowSomebody knows

I smoke the hours

In a nest full of dynamite

I fishing plastic fish

In black puddles on the curb

Do you think about to burn your girl down
Do you think about to burn your car down
Do you think about it x3

Gasoline x2
Everything is gasoline
Gasoline x2
Everything is gasoline

Why the king eats better than dogs
Probably because he know’s

Who kills for gold

Sweeping his ass with velvet

The crowd begging crumbs

Do you think about to burn your girl down
Do you think about to burn your car down
Do you think about it x3

Do you think about it x2

Gasoline x2
Everything is gasoline
Gasoline x2
Everything is gasoline
Gasoline x2
Everything is gasoline
Gasoline x2
Everything is gasoline