Letras:
Mystery Jets Serotonin

: When you walk into the room, then those cowboys swoon, You're the spark that lights the gloom And my heart sings.. to your tune. I flash my hungry

: It's the cheek of the ice to live or to die riddle without a clue i spend my days in a dreamy haze thinking of what to do When the sun comes down

You were the apple of my eye [Incomprehensible] Did you take me on for fun Or did you take me for a ride? Maybe we were a little young Too young to know

There is blood on your hands And I can't bear to see how it hangs Like a millstone round you're neck Slowly driving you down What is worth fighting for

m coming up so hard Sara, serotonin, Sara, serotonin Now I'm coming up so hard Sara, serotonin, Sara, serotonin And now I'm coming up so hard So hard So hard Serotonin

Do you ever wonder If the love that you are feeling Comes from the bottom of your heart Or if you're just dreaming? I got a feeling, a funny little feeling

There's an invisible line where your body meets mine And crossing it feels like a drug We twist and we turn, we crackle and burn In the flickering flames

It's the cheek of the ice to live or to die riddle without a clue i spend my days in a dreamy haze thinking of what to do When the sun comes down night

When you walk into the room, then those cowboys swoon, You're the spark that lights the gloom And my heart sings.. to your tune. I flash my hungry smile