We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Someone’s out there in the night,
callin’ from somewhere.
Someone’s out there in the night,
time to brush your hair.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
We play the shit welike – we play the shit we love.
Callin’ for a mate in the night,
shape of hopeless emotions.
Callin’ for a mate in the night,
window to utter confusion.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
We love one another somewhere in the night,
gravity-free, faced with solutions.
We love one another somewhere in the night,
sharing fears without speaking.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love. We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Many people passin’, last train chuggin’,
in her E-Mail she loses her dreams.
Many people waitin’, last train escapin’,
his male body bringin’ back the dreams.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love. We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Hot days and hours, movies from the dark,
in her eyes his body in sleep.
The door is open, the door is closed,
in her heart are poundin’ kisses deep.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love. We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Someone’s out there smokin’ and watchin’,
warm is the water on her skin.
Someone‘s out there, an underground story,
her addresses written in letters thin.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love. We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Streetlights somewhere in the night,
signals and poems of life. Memories
like pieces unreal make you heartbroken
unless you are the deal.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love. We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Someone’s out there in the night,
callin’ from somewhere. Someone’s out
there in the night, time to brush your hair.
We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love. We play the shit we like – we play the shit we love.
Memories like pieces unreal make you heartbroken unless you know the deal.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany