Andy - Pink Turns Blue

Pretend that’s a fine world, ya

Can’t go back in time, right?

Hey you

Running about the side

Doing all sorts of horror

I guess that you’re right

What happened to my life, ah

Lost sophistication

Lost my shell

My guilt screws inside

All our schemes have holes

A murderer’s more straightforward, ah

My prayers perhaps will reach you

The duty of the son is to be son

I could certainly play

But am I capable of true love?

Agreeable to the law of war

Where is the best of worlds now

Holy virgin

What shall become of us?

Son

Ready to die of laughing

Simply letting things happen

It’s my sense of humour

Where are the crosses?

Tears and suffering

After all that’s life

Sure, kid.

Sure, kid.

Sure, kid

What you call a lie?

What you call a lie?

Say

What you call a lie?

There is very little left to kill, ya

Can’t betray myself

Simply dislike people

The black tents of us nomads

Paradise

The Holy Yard

Eternal time

Love will raise us

Awaiting the Great Judge

This world is nothing

Dead or alive

Dead or alive

Girl, do know the heartache?

Do you know the heartache?

What you call a lie?

Say