Текст песни Turn Back The Night - Biker Boy

I'm so tired of my own dreams
The only way to keep myself awake
Is by faking
Reality

This night has come to take us downtown
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
I'm in ecstatic state

The battleships of mine
Will come in peace to find the girl I've lost
Blow the whistle
Love is a riddle

If I could
I'd turn back the night
To the ones we used to be
To the ones we ought to be

If I could
I'd turn back the night
To the ones who can use it more
Than we do now

Turn back the night

Electric drums
Flamboyant ones
Leading myself astray
But I'm so tired of my own genes
The only way to reach for harmony
Is by faking
Enormously

If I could
I'd turn back the night
To the ones we used to be
To the ones we ought to be

If I could
I'd turn back the night
To the ones who can use it more
Than we do now

Turn back the night

If I could
I'd turn back the night
To the ones we used to be
To the ones we ought to be

Turn back the night

Turn back the night

Turn back the night

Turn back the night