Paroles de Confetti

Undertaker take me under oceans of oil I'll be twenty-thousand blades of grass through the soil, even- (Fucker) Undertaker take me under oceans of oil I'll be twenty-thousand blades of grass through the soil Even though we're all gonna die here You're my kind, dear Dandelion, blow my soul out into the sun I'll take the breeze to big cities to see everyone Even though we're all gonna die here You're my kind, dear Seven billion people living under the stars Most you'll never meet, they'll never know who you are Even though we're all gonna die here You're their kind, dear You're their kind, dear You're their kind, dear