Joyful boys, joyful girls
I love being on my way
Now I run drunk and faster
Being with you, it's like screaming on a rollercoaster
Seat belts fasten, heartbeats get harder
Gas in my veins
I can feel my spirit vibes
Fight boredom. Past shouldn't be your home
Don't try to make the short story long
Pack your things and just move on
"Help yourself" he said
It turns out we're at wrong party
If I'm with her, who cares?
New boys, white city, bright future, bright future
New boys, white city, bright future, bright future