Paroles de Markets

Markets in process They deliver you home You might miss the old process Well good luck in getting over it Cus there's no way of returning to What was Yeah well tonight Go to sleep and dream about Happy things like unicorns And rainbows over valleys Cus when you wake I promise you That you will wish you could go back To that silly dream of silly things Go back home You're needed there But when you go Forget I'm here I really have to find a new frame for your photo Its bland and boring Boring is the last word I would use to describe you I hope your happy where you are, wherever that is, anyway I guess this is goodbye. I'm already having regrets These markets take our requests to leave so unseriously But aren't we serious? Yes, yes we are