The Sheets of the Deep - Timo Jagersberger & Frank Schlick

Like all the boys before Like all the boys, boys, boys, boys Like all the boys before Like all the boys, boys, boys, boys You left a blood stain on the floor You set your sights on him You left a hand print on the door Like all the boys before Like all the boys before This is our luck baby, running out Our clothes were never off We still have our roads to run about To scale the map, scale the map To get us back on track I've seen you in a fight you lost I've seen you in a fight We're under the sheets and you're killing me In our house made of paper Your words all over me We're under the sheets and you're killing me Like all the boys before Like all the boys, boys, boys, boys Like all the boys before Like all the boys, boys, boys, boys In here, the world won't bring us down Our plan is gold dust Out there, a lonely girl could drown In here, we're frozen Where did the people go? My hands are empty You're not the answer I should know Like all the boys before Like all the boys before We're under the sheets and you're killing me In our house made of paper Your words all over me We're under the sheets and you're killing me We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe Your more is less babe We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe Your more is less babe We're under the sheets and you're killing me In our house made of paper And your words all over me We're under the sheets and you're killing me Like all the boys before Like all the boys before We're under the sheets and you're killing me In our house full of paper Your words all over me We're under the sheets and you're killing me We're under the sheets and you're killing me In our house made of paper Your words all over me We're under the sheets and you're killing me Killing me, killing me, killing me