Rome - Coockoo

Dreams don’t work anymore

Trains don’t dream, they are bored

We grow our minors like tails

We try to be tender and fail

Knives go through one by one

Lie kisses the truth just for fun

We go to the bottom like whales

We try to be heartless and fail

But I wanna show you the answer I’ve found

See you before daybreak on a merry-go-round

And it’s all right if you forget to bellt-up

All right if you forget to belt up

All right if you forget to belt up

All right

Cause nothing can harm you if you slip out of your sit

Acoording to the law of the science of sleep

Ships can’t stay in the docs

It’s cosy to hide at old fog

To laugh at our games through the veil

They think they excel us but fail

There’s no way to guess true or false

And it’s too late to cast roles

We learne how to hide that we pale

We are already perfect but fake

So I wanna show you the answer I’ve found

See you before daybreak on a merry-go-round

And it’s all right if you forget to belt-up

All right if you forget to belt up

All right if you forget to belt up

All right

Cause nothing can find you if you slip out of your sit

According to the law of the sciense of sleep

It’s all right, it’s all right, it’s all right

If you forget to belt up at the brink of meltdown

It’s all right, was all right for that night

When I, I might have seen you

In dust of crumbled down Colosseum

Just don’t get up, get up

Don’t get up, get up, don’t get up, get up

Don’t