You came over like a midnight appetite
Nobody believes me now
I ran across and saw thousand people on my way
On my way, on my way out
One of it, two of it
One of it, we’ll male
The most of it
You’ll love it
You left me out there in the early morning rain
Why would you believe me now
I’m only trying to protect my point of view
I want you let me in
One of it, two of it
One of it, we’ll male
The most of it
You’ll love it
And you’ll try
To give me something, to give me something
We’re onto something, onto something
Let's try
Writer(s): Tom Georges M Helsen, Jonathan Ivo Gilles Hem Vandenbroeck
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