There is no one here to get back
I’m telling you: I’m too wild
You can catch me
I’m fuckin‘ lazy
There’s no one here to ride
Yeah i like it
Do not think that
It’s so wrong
Now you feel you would like to interrupt
But how will I get used to be so hard?
Now you see the sence of empty sign
When only fear of someone else could make you fine
Now you see the sign
I’ll let you kneel
But how could you know that these things were real
And how will i get used to be so hard?