Fake Moustache
Going to heaven with a fake moustache
Going to try my luck in the clouds
My heart's getting used to this whiplash
I'm letting go, take my hand quickly
Wonder what it's like on the other side
If green pastures wait for me there
My head's a lion, my heart is a butterfly
I gotta go, I gotta go quickly
I'm not used to her violence
I never knew anyone so beautiful in her silence
I never knew anyone at all
Buried is my stone heart
Beneath the dust of an age
I'm not used to this girl, no
I wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping
In her kitchen making me strip slow
Wants to see what I am made from
Wants to feel me play with her heart strings
She gotta know, she gotta go quickly
There's a tiger asleep in my bedroom
I'm in the garden shaking with fear
Morning clouds look just like a highway
I gotta go, I gotta go quickly
I'm not used to her violence
I never knew anyone so beautiful in her silence
I never knew anyone at all
Buried is my stone heart
Beneath the dust of an age
I'm not used to this girl, no
I wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping
I'm not used to her violence
I never knew anyone so beautiful in her silence
I never knew anyone at all
Buried is my stone heart
Beneath the dust of an age
I'm not used to this girl, no
I wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping
Going to heaven with a fake moustache
Going to try my luck in the clouds
My heart's getting used to this whiplash
I'm letting go, take my hand quickly
Going to try my luck in the clouds
My heart's getting used to this whiplash
I'm letting go, take my hand quickly
Wonder what it's like on the other side
If green pastures wait for me there
My head's a lion, my heart is a butterfly
I gotta go, I gotta go quickly
I'm not used to her violence
I never knew anyone so beautiful in her silence
I never knew anyone at all
Buried is my stone heart
Beneath the dust of an age
I'm not used to this girl, no
I wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping
In her kitchen making me strip slow
Wants to see what I am made from
Wants to feel me play with her heart strings
She gotta know, she gotta go quickly
There's a tiger asleep in my bedroom
I'm in the garden shaking with fear
Morning clouds look just like a highway
I gotta go, I gotta go quickly
I'm not used to her violence
I never knew anyone so beautiful in her silence
I never knew anyone at all
Buried is my stone heart
Beneath the dust of an age
I'm not used to this girl, no
I wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping
I'm not used to her violence
I never knew anyone so beautiful in her silence
I never knew anyone at all
Buried is my stone heart
Beneath the dust of an age
I'm not used to this girl, no
I wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping
Going to heaven with a fake moustache
Going to try my luck in the clouds
My heart's getting used to this whiplash
I'm letting go, take my hand quickly
Credits
Writer(s): Chaskiel Gawenda, Gideon Preiss
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