Shihad. Love Is the New Hate. None Of The Above. Zeneszám

No it's funeral time again
One last time with all your friends
Feeling fragile, geeling love
Feeling none of the above

Throwing water down the well
Can be heaven, can be hell
I feel stupid, I feel love

I'm feeling none of the above

And now we'll never understand
But things don't always go as planned