[bad word] eurovisionsongcontest

Whistle

Looking for a candidate you have an option only one choice 
Sipping my drinks looking around, there is so much beauty, oh yes we can
But yet, self-confidence is a fragile concept, that often fades away in the night 
And there [bad word]  that unwanted guest, there is no place for you tonight 

Want me to go, want me to go 
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying
No, open the door
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

Whistle

Like an evil satellite, twisting the [bad word] then leaving us alone 
In this mad and moody world, society without love
I state my heart has been well trained, I’m gonna be your candidate
I am the hunter you are the prey, tonight I’m gonna eat you up

Want me to go, want me to go 
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying 
No, open the door 
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no 

I press my nose to the glass, it’s raining outside, it’s raining outside 
I would like to storm in, roar like a lion, roar like a lion 
But I fear your judgement, oh I fear your judgement, I’m so wet, I’m dirty 
But I fear your judgement, oh I fear your judgement, it’s me and my
imperfection 

Violine

Want me to go, want me to go 
cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying 
No, open the door 
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no 

Want me to go 
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying 
No, open the door 
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no 

Want me to go 
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying 
No, open the door 
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

Whistle