( / Germany)


Lucky are those who have ‘em
Happy are those who use ‘em
The problem is to save them
They are like a salve then,
When you got hurt,
By a person you care about
They are like a salve then
When you think that person
Doesn’t care about you anymore,
They are like a salve then
When you need it the most,
When you are lost and helpless.
So always try to be suave to them
‘Cause if you have some memories,
Assumed that they are good,
Then you will always be of good cheer
As soon as you remember
Those good instants you have in mind

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