All the other rooms are a party tonight, but you never got an invitation
Nothing feels right in the winter and cold
We are not allowed to spend
Don’t worry baby
We’re all chasing a feeling of weightlessness
Oh the sadness will never go
Stop pacing around and waiting for some moment that might never arrive
They’re still there, he’s all gone
The optimist invents the aeroplane, the pessimist the parachute
Wasted your life in black and white
