Miike Snow - Black Tin Box
The west, the warm, the sunny south
I see it's full of ancients
For call the space between the crave
That sound of road to me too
There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out

You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out

For out to London,
maintain crowd around here for the weekend
We hide to take us close before
The sun is gone completely
I used to lie thinking clouds aside here and which was dust
I lie as I throw myself out in the shower cold and thin
There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

There’s someone here who laughs too hard at everything

You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out

You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out

You say isn’t it hard?

Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard?
Paddling out, paddling out