Sanoja: The Parlotones. Brighter Side of Hell.

They're pushing me back for the last time, but not very far
I'll be holding onto a dear life, a life I will strart
I'll be alright with you

Hold my hand, we better fly and catch what we've been longing for
Holding back for the last time we better fly and catch what we've been longing for

Whiskey and wine, cheap thrills and movies
I'll be fine, and you'll be right there with me as well
We'll be on the brighter side of hell, the brighter side

We don't have much money, honey, but this place, this place is a home
Photographs splash the walls, special times, forever we own
SIde y side we will dream even though our city bleeeds

Clode our eyes, let's just imagine we're in paradise
We're trying so hard to run away, the truth is we really do love it here

Whiskey and wine, cheap thrills and movies
Strip poker by candle light, dance floor suntil the sunrise
No lights o camerea's lit up by te moonlight
Strange friends who we love and adore, we might be poor but we need nothing more
We are on the brighter side of hell