Oh grand gesture, enter the room
Hold my hair while I vomit
Help me navigate, keep me floating
Take the highway to the ceiling
Na Noo, Na Noo, Naooo, nonaaooo
Na Noo, Na Noo, Naooo, NoNaoooo
Son of a bitch, I mean forget about it, get about it
How many others have you been a so called hero for
In and out of physical, typical fantasies
Son of a bitch, forget about it, get about it
How many others have you been a so called hero for,
In and out of physical, typical fantasies
Son of a bitch
Writer(s): Oystein Skar, Ingrid Helene Havik, Trond Bersu
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