Thoughts Songtext
von Les Gordon

My heirloom
Is just a bag full of traumas
On a pointless workout
Call me Flotus
Ha ha

Slippery red carpet
I have a movie with no budget
Enough of your stage set
I′m done with these boys that I've never met

The way you behave gives me headache
Talking heads performing a clean break
You mind if I borrow your helmet?
Hopscotch with Sidney Lumet


I′m tired on walking on sunshine
Got lost in a ballet
(Are you sure that you know who I am?)
My dawn is your dusk
Quite hard to let go
Thoughts inside a suitcase
(Are you sure you know who I am?)

My bedroom's just a nightmarish area

I'm tired of walking on sunshine
Got lost in a ballet
(Are you sure that you know who I am?)
My dawn is your dusk
Quite hard to let go
Thoughts inside a suitcase
(Are you sure that you know who I am?)

Are you sure you know who I am?
Are you sure you know who I am?
Are you sure you know who I am?
Are you sure you know who I am?
Are you sure you know who I am?
Are you sure you know who I am?
Are you sure you know who I am?