Thoughtless

I'm sick of dark corners of the earth
Your baby never been to Perth
In and out of sleep
Is there something you can keep

To yourself
To yourself
To yourself
To yourself

Never been in Brooklyn
I don't know nothing
Tell your friends in the planes
To keep on laughing

Laughing
Laughing
Laughing
Laughing

One thing that hits me really hard
I'll never be inside your heart
Who knows, maybe it's a cosmopolis
Golden to me, yes it all is
When I think about it I feel thoughtless

Thoughtless
Thoughtless
Thoughtless
Thoughtless

When I think about it I feel thoughtless
When I think about it I feel thoughtless
When I think about it I feel thoughtless
You emerge in my head armed and topless

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Matěj Luža
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