Could roll a four
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise

Just like before
She never used to mind
I lost my phone in paradise

And what a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer but the only thing that you´re killing is

your time
There´s nothing absurder
A bird is just a burden
To your heart your soul your body spirit and mind

Oh don´t look at me like that
She won´t take you back
You said too much, been too unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think you´ll change their mind?

Could roll a four
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise

No light before
No light behind
Someone else washed up in paradise

And what a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer but the only thing that you´re killing is

your time
There´s nothing absurder
A bird is just a burden
To your heart your soul your body spirit and mind

Oh don´t look at me like that
She won´t take you back
You said too much, been too unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think you´ll change their mind?