Vārdi: Emil Bulls. No Hay Banda.

Your phone calls send me from heaven to hell
I never thought that such a sweet voice could cause so much harm
Please stop saying that you love me

Don`t fuck with me

The golden sun will shine
In my own world tonight
I`ll ride a comet through the skies
I`ll forget about life for a while

IA'm always wrapped up in the world of my own
It`s impossible through words to describe
What I feel what I fear I`m up shit creek

I just have no kick left

There are no mistakes just happy little accidents
There are no mistakes just happy little accidents
Nothing is ever for sure that`s the only sure thing I do know
But my love is for real
There are no mistakes just happy little accidents
My love`s for real