Say Your Number
It makes me feel like going crazy
And suddenly you don't think good of me
Constant volume, buy the lady a drink, my friend
Spread out the night stand spirit team
Now listen here
The mark to greet the masquerade is here
Violating lovers for their aim and plead
For something more they cannot see
It makes no different kind of sense
That helps me to forget
Say 180, the cure for the seventeen kills
Mind escaping
Well, it brings them through the day
So sorry to be
It makes them feel like going crazy
For they maim the way you see them think
Remember your life before they take you in
Dressed up in white and gone on pills
Now listen nurse
The bottle's empty and I'm feeling worse
What's the time and let me see the light of day
The night stand spirit team is near
You too are welcome, take a face
Here's what she said to me
Tray 180, the cure for the seventeen kills
Mind escaping
It brings them through the day
So sorry to be
Like a shark who's seeking for its trade
He sit there dreaming of a woman's scent
What is left is in front of his hand
Say 180, the cure for the seventeen kills
Mind escaping
Well, it brings them through the day
So sorry to be
And suddenly you don't think good of me
Constant volume, buy the lady a drink, my friend
Spread out the night stand spirit team
Now listen here
The mark to greet the masquerade is here
Violating lovers for their aim and plead
For something more they cannot see
It makes no different kind of sense
That helps me to forget
Say 180, the cure for the seventeen kills
Mind escaping
Well, it brings them through the day
So sorry to be
It makes them feel like going crazy
For they maim the way you see them think
Remember your life before they take you in
Dressed up in white and gone on pills
Now listen nurse
The bottle's empty and I'm feeling worse
What's the time and let me see the light of day
The night stand spirit team is near
You too are welcome, take a face
Here's what she said to me
Tray 180, the cure for the seventeen kills
Mind escaping
It brings them through the day
So sorry to be
Like a shark who's seeking for its trade
He sit there dreaming of a woman's scent
What is left is in front of his hand
Say 180, the cure for the seventeen kills
Mind escaping
Well, it brings them through the day
So sorry to be
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Poulsen, Jon Larsen, Franz Gottschalk, Anders Kjaelholm
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