Talking flies late night window Let your love and brother Go out for a walk Take care of the dogs Wow wow I guess it´s false alarm You can say You can pray Eden is a place getting closer to Hell Take care of the boys Here they come You better be You better be On the run On the run I wish I could hide I don’t wanna suffer and die Then I rather fly See no worry See no Crime There´s nothing left There´s nothing left But the end How could you do it How could you do it How could you turn nightmares into broad daylight Broad daylight Raised in the dirt Some raised in pain Be my blue umbrella When I walk in the rain Take care of my heart I can tell It´s anything else but false alarm I wish I could hide I don’t wanna suffer and die Then I´d rather fly See no worry See no cry I´m the one I´m the one I´m the one Who´s gone
