There are some sensitive souls
There are some sensitive soulsWhen you take aimThey look like the moon at nightThat melts in the lightning
There are some sensitive soulsWho may play with wordsBut it is not for playingBecause they will cry and you will be to blame
Whatever happens you should laughIt is in your laughter that I am drunkLeave me again to get lostIn your world of craziness
There are some sensitive soulsWho may play with wordsBut they are not for playingBecause they will cry and you will to be blame
Whatever happens you should laughIt is in your laughter that I am drunkLeave me again to get lostIn your world of craziness
Whatever happens you should laughIt is in your laughter that I am drunkLeave me again to get lostIn your world of crazinessIn your world of craziness