A Little Life

You think you know what you are
It isn't written in the stars
And you take a break
A cup to take away
It's hot
And I like to wait
It means for once I'm not too late
And I burn my tongue
I didn't wait enough
Wait

When the night falls,
We're no more the same
When the night falls,
We're no more the same

The boys in the hood outside the café
Blistering days are differently shaped
Thinking the world in different clichés
It's our way, it's premade

I know another place
Where sun rays stay awake
Where birds they will migrate their winter days
To get away
And my sunburn is so bad
That I keep laying in the sand
While I'm listening to a band
That the radio played
Songs of pain, they don't go away

When the night falls,
We're no more the same
When the night falls,
We're no more the same

Blustering days are differently shaped
Talking and using different clichés
Times change, it's premade



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Heidrich, Benjamin Renz, Georges Goerens, Michael Mentgen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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