Pack yourself a toothbrush dear
Recordo aquells castells engolits per les ones del mar
She's got a Gucci swastika
Please say anything at all
On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here
Gute Musik braucht keine Texte
Es más fácil llegar al sol que a tu corazón
But lately I am beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel
Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Forgive me as I burn into the evening.
I'm not tryin' to be your highness
