Bad Breath
JARKKO PETTERI STENROTH, JOOEL MARKUS SAKARI LAAKKONEN, MIKKO ELIAS PENNANEN
In the morning
I counted all the days
You've been sober
Drying from the heatwave
You called me
I could smell your bad breathe Revealing your rotten ideas of life
You've found it
From the bottom
Of a single malt
Coming from the mountain top
You've lost it
In the heart of something meaningful I'll hitchhike with my suspicion
What a beautiful
Sound
I'm hearing
Could I be there
No more excuses for myself There's a promise
Of a promised land For what it's worth It's for us as well
I don't know where to begin
There's a lot we have in common You've found it
From the bottom
Of a single malt
Coming from the mountain top You've lost it
In the heart of something meaningful I'll hitchhike with my suspicions