Honoured crowd Excellent taste Will sleeping beside you allow me to rest Upon the surface of my disgrace I'm completely closed to all kinds of suggestions But I dream of you asking me questions Yes, I would like to die Should I have other wishes I should kill all the friends I answer with honest kisses Thank you for not speaking Loud and clearly to me Thanks for not fooling around with your eyes Not reminding me How I will turn insane How possible it will be I'll starve on the ground I'll drown in the sea I'm dying, my friends As confident as hell I'm dying, my friends As confident as hell Yes, I should change If I could, I would change Into a charming, youthful disaster I'd force my needful body upon you And blind our thoughs with laughter I saw you below me In a dream or a movie Embracing my face with your hands Talking, clever, about love And how much courage that demands Yeah