Febueder
Henna Sun
Wait God, wait God, I know what troubles you
Despite this, this darkness, that only kills a few
Your wildness, you’ll break in two, if I don’t live this down
Should it be, could it be, not about us now?

Well I got down
To say the least
Well I got down
To say the least

Mercy I have to say now
Go on live on this way now
Give me something else to say now
Heads gone dry, dehydration

I don’t want to live this down
I don’t want to live this down, not yet
Pick up what you have, so left, and it’s part of me
And look at your sun
You’re a coward you’ll run
And what is left
The warmth of your chest that kills you slow

Moonlight

Mercy I have to say now
Go on live on this way now
Give me something else to say now
Heads gone dry, dehydration