Facade Songtext
von Paper Pills

Midnight cruising, hands out the window
Listing your musings
I don′t even notice you're bruising the back of my head
With my bank in the red

Idle temptations and I′m still waiting
You finish your plate
And we go to the show
You call it a date
I am so in love with all the things I still don't know

Come on, baby
You're giving me fever
Be my façade and I′ll be your receiver
It′s hands to my head every time that I see her
I don't need god just to be a believer


Now it′s Tuesday, you're still sleeping
You′re softly dreaming
The sweet things you're keeping in the back of your head
With your face turning red

Special occasion and I′m still smoking
You tell me to quit,
I say I'm going
You call it a habit
I am so in love with the things that bring me home

Come on, baby
You're giving me fever
Be my façade and I′ll be your receiver
It′s hands to my head every time that I see her
I don't need god just to be a believer

Standing there in the lights of my Beamer
Spin me around, hand on my heart
I′m doing all I can to keep her
A ray of the sun shining in from the dark