Books and pens and colours, glass
A bliss, a fear, the air
You cant die!
Conceal my face, yeah!

This time I'll show a real rock
So I'll fix around like a smoothing soul

Fly the way that end into cooper
Before rain I'll be tremendous low
Brief the road that end in Nobel brow
Before rain I'll be tremendous low

I'm still waiting for the minute, till die
I'm still allowed? Came on!

I'm still waiting for the minute, till die
All right then!

Chorus

Embracing, fooling tomorrow
It stop marking, wishing a sorrow…a TV star!
Stop fooling a sorrow
A cheap apple, whip, curse, tomorrow … a TV star!

Guitar solo

I'm still waiting for the minute, till die
I'm still allowed? Came on!

I'm still waiting for the minute, till die
All right then! Yeah!