
作曲 : Alfred Thomas/Daniel Wagtmann/Marco Twellmann
作词 : Daniel Wagtmann/Alfred Thomas
Days in the south
I tweet about it
You still read about me sometimes
Your nose running from the blow
Funny thing, you didn't even notice
Colorblind, someone chose ya
That first night in that hatchback
Where we ****ed slow but you came fast
And I, I think about that sometimes, yeah
Earthquake poems
Heartbreak poets
I still reek from the potion, potion
Speeding tickets, we exceed the limit
I blame it on the young and the wicked
Oh-oh-oh
I blame it on the young and the wicked
You feel like I'm turning into something
Into something
And I feel like I'm losing you to nothing
You to nothing
Where you wanna go, you can tell me
I been on the low, you can help me
All choked up in your feelings
I don't want your Coke, bro, Pepsi
A V124
Is coasting through the snow
[?] frozen
Not like that, you know
Roll me through the north side
Roll me like a horseride
Riding with the puma, yeah
Now I'm on the floor
I don't wanna cold ride
**** it, I'ma [?]
Wearing on my new style
You feel like I'm turning into something
Into something
And I feel like I'm losing you to nothing
You to nothing
You feel like I'm turning into something
Into something
And I feel like I'm losing you to nothing
You to nothing