Like a garden pain, i'll cry, i'll cry
A little more, i'll lick my love on the floors
All the way, rounding sours

Is this the art of war?
We fight in flowers, what's it for?
My guns are blazing, standing at our ceremony,
It's only love

Like a rollercoaster coming down
To wake by coke, we live in days inside of hearts
Then we're lonely, it's only ours

Sunshine