The Blue Suits Primary Fuck

We’re not more that counted places
Just like all the dissapeared faces
Can we climb this high
— ride some coloured waves this night?
Summer comes down in your eyes
I want to put everything there
But there are no words
That will save me
This time
Can we climb this high
— ride some coloured waves this night?
Can we climb this high
— ride some coloured waves this night?
Can we climb this high
— ride some coloured waves this night?
Can we climb this high
— ride some coloured waves this night?