I wanna mess around with you
But later, I won’t have a clue
I wanna make you fucking scream
I wanna make you fucking feel
You’ll surely won’t get, what you wish,
you’ll never get that morning kiss
And you will look
For “our good luck”
Yes, you will look, for “our good luck”
And you won’t find, sweet naïve child
I wanna let you think we’re one
I wanna let you think I will come
You’ll try to find, my sweet inside
But my dark smile will make you die
And you will look
For “our good luck”
Kisses and bye bye
