With you eyes closed
See what you have
The only thing you see is all the nonsense you said
Just the tip of your nose
Born and blessed
The only think you ask is how the hell you got there
With your sight closed
Nobody's there
The feathers of your pillow gonna stick you to death
It's useful to roam but your just a bedhead
See all the songs you wrote and never brought to an end

Drop him in the sun
So he'll shine for everyone
Drop him in the sun
Sunshine for everyone

Be aware of your thoughts of a hidious old man
Whose honour was stolen by some dirty girl hand
A chicken without head
An ant without bread
The only thing your queen will have is pain in her chest
Angry and cold
She'll shout at you dead
No glory
No pity
Just a gameover instead
Just a gameover instead
Just a gameover instead

Drop him in the sun
So he'll shine for everyone
Drop him in the sun
Sunshine for everyone
Sunshine for everyone
Sunshine for everyone

Yeah for everyone