Oh get better you piece of cheddar
'Cause Rimbaud is your friend
And manufactured sleeping pills
Won't be here in the end
So grab the nearest bottle of tequila
And show them what to do
For them it's sugar, chocolate, cream and vanilla
But living is not easy when it is with you
Clouds are black
I can't go back
To the day that they sang my tune
I was in love
And all that stuff
Was it July, was it March or June?
I am living in the moment too much
I am living in the moment too much
I am living in the moment too much
All is better when dressed in leather
Except for a princess girl
Masquerade won't collaborate
With this fairy tale you're trying to sell
Watch me put this fire out with my own coat
Lost my pride in the flame
How many f*cking times you claimed to have changed
Yet all the evidence says you're still the same
I was in love
And all that stuff
Was it July, was it March or June?
Clouds are black
I can't go back
To the day when they sang my tune
I am living in the moment too much
I am living in the moment too much
I am living in the moment too much