I am writing to you from the place where you
just never dare to
sitting inside your static balloon
wasting your time
things I miss from you in the things you and I do
crash music and life too
but I am now field marshal and you?
do you want to battle?
‘cause otherwise here is my tactic scheme
I’m going to withdraw my army and come
I’ll buy cigarettes and wine and then we’ll go
where we are no one
I am tired of pursuing you
so hopefully my words will eventually bloom
and I already spent a fortune
in bullets and shields for my platoons
so still you want battle?
‘cause otherwise here is my tactic scheme
I’m going to withdraw my army and come
I’ll buy cigarettes and wine and then we’ll go
to the place where we belong just to show
that we’re like no one
