International Songtext
von Blue Bendy

It′s a buzz
I'm becoming international
Kill a dream, flee the capital
Three days, three days I burn
And in Dundee I′m born again
At least it's dark enough
On his masochist fantasy bus
I see orange, I see blues and grey
We aren't built to live twelve hours away


No beds left in the city
This limbo of mobile living
Is the best use of my time
Fourteen limbs wind once
Around hopping the immaculate
Three days, three days I burn
Just let these ten feet turn
As two vast organic things

Look outside, we move at speed
I see encased in glass two lungs that ponder
I see we won′t last much longer
This film that grants the wish
The need of money and the desire to acquire it
I see the end, be kind to them
Inside fear, the air is circular
I′m existing here and over again
And then