Bad Magic - Jesper Munk

Do yu remember

Told me you didn’t wanna be a bartender anymore

You judged the roses

By their covers

And I don’t see you cry

You don’t see me cry

I don’t see you cry

You don’t see me cry

Cause this is the bad kind of magic

How does the rain feel

With stockholder drones

I’m so alone

Daddy was a narcissist with heaven in his head and stars in his lungs, oh

Oh happy shame

The light is different now

When confusing …

Is this the bad kind of magic?

How does the rain feel

With stockholder drones

I’m so alone

How does the rain feel

With stockholder drones

Are you still alone?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh