What Fits Like a Glove Songtext
von Luwten

Downstairs the people stay up
Tiresome but it does fit the job
Soon I′ll be heading off
But you are a satellite
You can't change your mind

The first one in line isn′t hard to get by
We start off at square one
Thinking of what went wrong

What fits like a glove
And strikes like a fist is


Until you see for yourself
And speak on your own behalf cause
There's no alarm that goes off
Before you slam the door
To even up the score
I don't feel a thing when your fall turns to spring
Magic can only be
Practiced after practicing

What fits like a glove
And strikes like a fist is

Love