SB MAFFIJA: Lawenda

Because we want to live
Because we want to steal
And no fuck will forbid us
It's already six o'clock
I don't want to lie down
Because next to it in bed
Your face is not waiting

So throw old photos on the fire
I still feel the chill of Siberia
Only you smell like lavender
Put old photos in the fire

Maybe I will feel at peace when I turn my cash to ash
You will stop looking at me as someone who has cheated
Money is only important when the fire goes out
Stop looking suspiciously, just take them and throw them up

The world is small, take it in your hands and squeeze it like fruit
It's a story about you too, I cried all night too

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah

Throw it all aside, today is a new year
The old plans went up in smoke like the last cigarette
We want to sing with all their voices still
Do not take youth away, because I have nothing but it

Hey, yeah, yeah
Rebellion and concern in my eyes
Hey, yeah, yeah
A young rockstar forever

Because we want to live
Because we want to steal
And no fuck will forbid us
It's already six o'clock
I don't want to lie down
Because next to it in bed
Your face is not waiting

So throw old photos on the fire
I still feel the chill of Siberia
Only you smell like lavender
Put old photos in the fire

Even after a long winter, spring will always come
Even as you fall, a new day will dawn
You want to feel the wind in your hair and the flame in my eyes
Yeah
If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't know how to love

Life has wanted to destroy me so many times
My bifas were nothing because I had to fight since I was little
I have scars on my body from tools that are hard to name
I was injured a hundred thousand times, but nothing hurt like when I heard about my mother's disease
But there's nothing we can't handle
[] only heals my wounds
We used to run away from our parents
And now we run from problems
Baby, you're safe now
Throw away those memories and those photos

Because we want to live
Because we want to steal
And no fuck will forbid us
It's already six o'clock
I don't want to lie down
Because next to it in bed
Your face is not waiting

So throw old photos on the fire
I still feel the chill of Siberia
Only you smell like lavender
Put old photos in the fire

Put old photos in the fire
Only you smell like lavender