Fail - Rebeka

Written by：Rebeka

We don't want to know

We want to fail

We don't want to die

Don't send us to hell

Oh it may be rude

Our sabers made of wood

Honey let's dance

With my folks

We don't want to know

We just want to fail

Slowly fainting guests

On the tiles sweat

Coldness of the love

Crowds in corridors

Honey it's not

My fault

Maybe you're lonely

And suddenly you miss yourself

Maybe you're lonely

The waitress has missed your plate

In our heads

On our hands

We don't want to know

We just want to fail

We don't wanna die

Please don't leave me there

On the kitchen floor

Here we gonna lie

With a crystal clear

Song in our ears

Don't you worry

Never worried

Don't you worry

Tell me

Never worried

Don't you worry

Hold your fury

Maybe you're lonely

And suddenly you miss yourself

Maybe you're lonely

The waitress has missed your plate

Don't you worry

Hold your fury

Don't you worry

Hold your fury