We're singing along to the broken hearts parade and I've never been better than I am today.
1 for sorrow and 2 for killjoy, 3 the girl who gets to the boy,
She remote-controls me.
So I wake up on my way east with only myself to please,
And after today has crashed I'm left with the aftermath.

10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line,
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, Miami.
10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line,
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, Miami counting.




@музыка: Sneaker Pimps - Miami Counting

@темы: Корнер, and sing songs for our escape