Looking at ya while you're sleeping tonight
Dunno who the fuck your gonna play this time
Don't care if you'll stab me
Even if you'll hate me
Maybe you'll betray me
Or who knows? You'll kill me
It will be a better plot
Our pilot
Something that cannot be bought
Our riot
All we need is a goal
Little bit of ego
Pop corn, sex and weed ooh
When I'm alone
I cut my self to the bones
Then I draw your face on
A volleyball
With my own blood
Please press pause
No script for me
No script for you
Our pilot
No script for you
No script for me
Don't see why not
Maybe this time some drama
This is a choice, not karma
No script for me
No script for you
Our pilot
Please hold my hand
Please hold me
I am sick of this suspense
And if this ends
And if, no, there's no if, do you understand?
It will be a plot twist
Our Pilot
We should take the red pill
Our Zion
They think we live stories
Too much films and series
Better than their worries
When I'm alone
I cut my self to the bones
Then I draw your face on
A volleyball
With my own blood
Please press pause
No script for me
No script for you
Our pilot
No script for you
No script for me
Don't see why not
Maybe this time some drama
This is a choice, not karma
No script for me
No script for you
Our Pilot
When I'm alone
I cut my self to the bones
Then I draw your face on
A volleyball
With my own blood
Please press pause
No script for me
No script for you
Our pilot
No script for you
No script for me
Don't see why not
Maybe this time some drama
This is a choice, not karma
No script for me
No script for you
Our Pilot
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