Confetti Songtext
von Night Flight

Starving of repetition
Striving for definition
I′m a parasite for the confetti
I will take your life for the confetti
Writhing in supervision
I bleed for my liberation
I will take the fight to this old city
I will take a knife for the confetti

I took the job in a panic
I took the job on the other hand
I took the job in a panic
I took the job on the other hand


Rethink only to revisit
Mispile only to exhibit
I'm a parasite, I will make ready
I will read your rights for the confetti
I feed off my best critic
Still thriving with every minute
I am erudite, I was born ready
I will take your sight for the confetti

I took the job in a panic
I took the job on the other hand
I took the job in a panic
I took the job on the other hand

Oh, I wish to God I never came here at all
Oh, I wish to God I never came here at all
Oh, I wish to God I never came here at all
Oh, I wish to God I never came here at all