Electronic, Slow tempo, dark, quirky, mysterious, moody, tension, tense, suspense, industrial, Male vocals, beats, synth, acoustic guitar, electric guitar
Theres dust in the bedroom.
The keys have been lost for weeks.
Looking through old receipts, remembering those time we would meet and why
you never paid for dinner.
I guess you brought good fortune with your smile
that changes with the weather
and its been raining for some time.
Im in the back yard looking in the stars, they dont come out, they dont shine.
Im in back yard with the dogs. Doo Doo Doo.
So I went out with all the kids, with all the kids,
I went out with all the kids.
Theres lies in your history.
Nostalgia will keep you safe.
Theres not much for us to see.
Weve already had the best days of our lives.
Im in the backyard, looking at the stars, dont come out, they dont shine.
Im in the backyard, looking for the stars but they dont come out. They dont shine.
So I went out with all the kids, with all the kids.
And I went out with all the kids.
And I went out with all the kids, with all the kids.
And I went out with all the kids