Original lyrics

EN

Sitting on the cigarette butt front porch I could ask you, "Are you dead like me?" Call me what you will, but call me again It's true I don't talk too much Because our lips won't last forever And that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die Because our lips won't last forever And that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die Pretty face could you make the jump with me? I'm dying just to let things go Do you remember the lightening storm? It was the first time that I really felt you Because our lips won't last forever And that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die Because our lips won't last forever And that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die We've got eyes on the back of our heads We've got eyes on the back of our heads We've got eyes on the back of our heads We've got eyes on the back of our heads