Buzz Lightyear Songtext
von by the end of summer

Walking down the street you said
"Everything seems like frantic green lights"
Creation for the rest of you
All we need to survive

The act to be ourselves
Ourselves


The world tells your lies
Everything is perfect
The word tells your lies
Everything is perfect
The word tells your lies
Everything is perfect
The word tells your lies
Everything is perfect
Walking down the street, you said
"Everything seems like the frantic green lights"
Creation for the rest of you
All we need to survive