Girls - Satan Takes A Holiday

Hold me, I’m out of breath

You told me, can’t comprehend

I always loved my life

Never jaded

Girls are all alright, you said

I run this through my head

I run and I run

Ends up in the same place

Is this the moment

It’s the moment

Mister sister

Don’t need your age of reaction

Post-love, post-truth rock 'n' roll

Let go, get out of here

You told me, it’s not complicated

There’s something beautiful

World is crumbling

We’re not alright just yet

And every minute spent

This crowd’s maleficent

Keeps me going

Don’t need your age of reaction

Post-love, post-truth rock 'n' roll

We need a permanent revolution

My body, my mind, my blood, my soul

Is this the moment?

It’s the moment

Mister sister