Sangtekst: Johnny Foreigner. Camp Kelly Calm.

You said "see I'm not just a pretty face" and how yr wrong, yr not, yr not even pretty.
All this time how you don't know how lucky you are.
This city, all the canals and the culture and the gun-crime.

How you only get saved if you want to get saved
And greying my hair, painted every skyline I stole,
I lost my spirit guide to yr cool fountains.
This is the shortest conversation I've had but you had me at maybe.

The world is shrinking and life is short.

Danny K, yr a fool and I'm stealing yr words;
"Like an AK47 in a nightclub full of handguns."
How I'm doomed if I dance and I'm doomed if I don't;
They never taught us to dance but we sure know how to move.

How you only get saved if you want to get saved
And greying my hair, painted every skyline I stole,
I lost my spirit guide to yr cool fountains.
This is the shortest conversation I've had but you had me at maybe.