We are, we are, we are
We are close to salvation
We are, we are, we are
We are up to migration
Running around my house
Looking at all your pictures
I keep on counting hours
Hanging up on my toes
Looking into the mirror
Falling off from the clothes
Didn′t know, woulda finna like
Everything's ′bout to go down
I'm trying to be cool with it
I don't want you to get out of this town
Swallow your poison and dream about it less for now, for now, for now
We are, we are, we are
We are close to salvation
We are, we are, we are
We are up to migration
We are, we are, we are
We are, we are, we are
We are, we are, we are
We are close to salvation
We are, we are, we are
We are up to migration
Writer(s): Mark Becker, Leonie Burger, Slobodan Petrovic Jun, Timon Schaper, Vitali Zestovskih, Bjoern Ole Poerksen
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