Lyrics
What will you want from me next time?
Uh-huh
What will you want from me next time?
I can feel it coming
I can feel it setting in
There's something about summer
Something that inspires change
That needed fucking up
What will want from me next time?
I'm out of love
So what will you want from me next time?
Clara was saying:
Living is hard
And nothing is worth it
But I admire the camera work
We needed fucking up
I think we had it coming
We arrived at such a speed
And moments before impact
Burning up above the sea
You must be guilty of something
But maybe it's beautiful
You are looking at four years for killing it
And Clara was saying
She'd feel the same
But no one can tell you
How to make love
We needed fucking up