Lyric

A punk sound and fiery lyrics

That's all it takes to make me swoon

Who are you, you who swept me off my feet?

Who are you, my pretty hidden punk?

Well, wow, it's a pretty song

Just laid over the best of beats

You'd better watch out

If you don't want me to devour you for good!

I'm still the Glutton

And I love your catchy words

So come on, Sief, come make the guitars scream

Come on, who cares, we're going on a bar crawl

Come on, we'll play until our fingers bleed

Afterwards, I'll tell you (If I love you or not!)

Sief, are you ready to hold on tight

When the fog lifts

When the grand costume ball

Sees all the masks fall?

When only I remain

More loss than destruction

Will you repeat these words to me?

But I'm still the Glutton

And nothing impresses me anymore

So come on, Sief, come make the guitars scream

Come on, who cares, we're going on a bar crawl

Come on, we'll play until our fingers bleed

Afterwards, I'll tell you (If I love you or not!)

Come on, let's sing like idiots

Tell the world we don't want its lesson anymore

And as we cross our guitars, you who are my SOUL-i

I'll sing your name in a final cry!

So come on, Sief, come make the guitars scream

Come on, who cares, we're going to do the rounds of the bars

Come on, we're going to play until our fingers bleed

Afterwards, I'll tell you (If I love you or not!)

Come on, let's sing like idiots

Tell the world we don't want any more of its lessons

And as we cross our guitars, you who are my soulmate

I will sing your name, I swear, I promise!