淫荡海星不吃早餐

Saturday used to be our date
Little green light man counting back
French fries wind's blowing our hair
My dear coke (drop dead)
(We thought) everything's gonna be perfect
Something hurt's still bleeding inside us
If we disappear would they care
Once the stars they're shining like our tears
Would the future be like (this)
(We thought) everything's gonna be perfect
As we run away
Nothing would rewind
Still we are blind
As we run away
We won't deny
That we won't back