Countdown unless you're juvenile, let's go
God bless you're missed somewhere
We're sick for the big sun
It doesn't matter what you did
And if you did like you've been told

True, and everlasting, that's what you want
True
True and everlasting, that's what you want
Don't say no, you're breakfast eaten alone
Sister let go, you're borderline withdrawn
Down and lit from the bottom, there's a misfit

Better than it looks, better than it looks
Better than it looks, better than it looks
We're sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick
We're sick for the big sun
Alone though and drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
I realize that too

Your lonesome will
Is this knowledge?
As forgiven as you know somewhere
Your face will remain on
It doesn't matter what you did
And if you didn't ride, let's go
Could an everlasting, that's what you want
Could, could, an everlasting, that's what you want
Don't say no, you're breakfast eaten alone
Do you remember when twenty-one years was old?
Down and lit
It doesn't matter that you killed us

Better than it looks, better than it looks
Better than it looks, better than it looks
We're sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick
We're sick for the big sun
Alone and drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
I realize that too

True, true and everlasting
Didn't last that long
We're the lonesome
We're the lonesome, yeah
True and everlasting
Didn't last that long

True, true and everlasting
Didn't last that long
We're lonesome
We're the lonesome, yeah
True and everlasting
Didn't last that long
We're the lonesome
We're the lonesome

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Christian Mazzalai, Frederic Moulin, Laurent Mazzalai, Thomas Croquet