Mess Songtext
von The Hard Aches

A perfect little mess
To the west, to the west of Melbourne
I′m a little bit stressed
I don't really know where I′m going yet
We should be speaking
But you're freaking out
You asked me to leave
We're not burning out


A perfect little mess
To the west, to the west of Melbourne
I′m a little less stressed
And I kinda know where I′m going
We should be sleeping
But you're freaking out
You asked me to leave
We′re not burning out

We're not burning out
We′re not burning out
We're not burning out
We′re not burning out
We're not burning out
We're not burning out
We′re not burning out

We′re not burning out
We're not burning out
We′re not burning out
We're not burning out
We′re not burning out
We're not burning out
We′re not burning out