Lletres: Treaty Of Paris. Sweet Dreams, Sucker. Here Goes Nothing.

Everybody
Testing 1, 2, 3...
Everybody
Here goes nothing

This hand can write the words
As fast as I can think them up
In a state of half awake
I fill the page with all my frantic thoughts

I hope one day you'll get to read
What I don't have the guts to say
I hang all the words translated
In normal conversation, so

Chorus
Everybody
Testing 1, 2, 3...
I know you're listing
So I hope I don't mess this up

This verse was the first I wrote
When I didn't know what to say to you
Now my hand is cramping up
Because when I'm hear I'm not afraid to
Write down the words you hear right now
I sing them loud, I shut them out
Hello it's me
Can I have your attention please, now

Chorus

Everybody
Here goes nothing
I know you're listening
So I'll keep my fingers crossed
Yeah

I know you're probably not impressed
I know it sounded better in my head
But if I don't get this out
You'll never hear it, how it goes

Everybody
Listen closesly
To the words I sing
Can I please have your attention now

Everybody (everybody)
Testing 1, 2, 3...
I know you're listing
So I hope I don't mess this up
Everybody (everybody)
Here goes nothing
I know you're listening
So I'll keep my fingers crossed
Yeah