Crash Course - Westbam

Some Sunday morning see you Picking up the fun Ticking down the last time Before the credits run The traffic is'nt moving or it's moving awful slow To the sound of you complaining We got nowhere left to go You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida You need the drugs You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida You need the drugs All of your tomorrows are a dream I never had Everything is broken, everything unsaid But I see all your shadows running Circles at my feet And you're making all the promises that No one never keeps You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida You need the drugs.

It's a matter of time before you break Your eyes are closed and you're awake The constant gambles that you take With demons in your mind Is this the way to celebrate The gift of life another day And all the treasures you forsake For something you can't buy? We are transparent not opaque We are the choices that we make You're tryin to charm a rattle snake Convinced that it won't bite. I love you, you're beautiful I love you, you're beautiful I know you think you're evil But you're just sick Now you belong to something fake The devil's own affiliate A feed fool well appropriate All that remains inside My heart can't help itself but break A constant fuckin belly-ache Collapsed in tears when I relate The days when you were mine What will it take to satiate Your need to supersaturate Perpetuate and medicate Before you fucking die I love you, you're beautiful I love you, you're beautiful I know you think you're evil But you're just sick You're just sick