Lletres:
Futureheads The This Is Not The World

This is not a crime This is not a care This is not the world This is not the world This is not the world This is not the world Too much noise this

If I hear one more person talking about these days Saying it's hard in this day and age I will explode How do they know what it was like two thousand

this Why don't we get it started with a kiss? If memory serves Then why am I still waiting for it to return? My head feels like it's just about to slip This morning is