Tekster: The Parlotones. Scary.

Rip, rip, rip your eyes
Away from mine
Stay there, stay there, stay one more night
Until the end of time

And go pick a fight
And see if anyone cares
And go pick a fight
I dare

It's scary, it's scary
I look in your eyes
Won't be, won't be a friend of mine
I'll shake your hand, you're no friend of mine

Wish away those childish battles
I should never have fought
Sticky, sticky, sticky little words
Engraved in my thoughts

And go pick a fight
And pretend this is real life
And go pick a fight
Well I choose the other side