CONGRATULATIONS
Layin' there beside
The mess I call my life
Starin' at each other
Feels like money's not our lover
Drag myself out of my bad
A couple bad dreams that I had
Tell me what that means
It's darker than it seems
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space (yah)
Who says that you're right?
All our troubles left aside
Scared of failure and the nighttime
Demons present while I feel fine
Take your time and think about
Why you can't explain the sound
That is buzzing in your head
That carnation might be dead
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space
Congratulations
Dead carnation
Find myself out there in space
Get the fuck out of my face
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space (yah)
Layin' there beside
The mess I call my life
Starin' at each other
Feels like money's not our lover
The mess I call my life
Starin' at each other
Feels like money's not our lover
Drag myself out of my bad
A couple bad dreams that I had
Tell me what that means
It's darker than it seems
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space (yah)
Who says that you're right?
All our troubles left aside
Scared of failure and the nighttime
Demons present while I feel fine
Take your time and think about
Why you can't explain the sound
That is buzzing in your head
That carnation might be dead
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space
Congratulations
Dead carnation
Find myself out there in space
Get the fuck out of my face
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space
Congratulations
Dead carnation
I can't feel my fuckin' face
Find myself out there in space (yah)
Layin' there beside
The mess I call my life
Starin' at each other
Feels like money's not our lover
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Denis Kowalewski, Philipp Rosenow, Simon Shelly Graupner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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