It stumbles through the dark
It's this messy messy treatment
I have been a strange hand
With too many rollie pikes
It was worth that feeling though
It's my favorite kind of love
May believe it swag inside
It was worthy
You can't believe it's nothing
You can't believe it's nothing
We believe it's nothing
You can't believe it's nothing
We believe it's nothing
There's a little wandering rat
In the photograph of harry
He's walking to the street

What's he looking for?
What's he looking for?
For some on piece magic
And feel it around
Oh I'm so tremble, a new sensation
I've never felt before
I've never felt before
You not believe in nothing
You not believe in nothing
We believe in nothing
You're not believe in nothing
Your heart believe in nothing
Your heart believe in nothing
We believe in nothing

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Writer(s): Maya Postepski, Robert Alfons