Letra da Música: Wormholes - Churrus

such a fraud
you turned out to be
nights of love
nothing in between

and in this situation
wish i could shut my mind
wish i could call mr. wells
and travel back in time

what a trade
kindly offered me
gave you stars
gave me misery

and in this situation
wish i could shut my mind
wish i could call mr. wells
and travel back in time

but i can't
cause we're so primitive
we're riding time as passengers
wish i could find the wheel
turn 180 degrees
go back to where we started

i gave you stars