There's no time for superstition
There's no time for hanging up
Beauty regress like four o' clocks
When the sun is getting up
There's no time for second guesses
There's no time for you and I
Despite priests are praying for us
Everyone is gonna die

I'll put an X on the shame, on the shyness, over my face
You'll put an O on the things I've never done, put forward yourself
 [bad word] on, it's not fair
The birds are flying all around, being everywhere
And while the light with my bubbles makes a rainbow's son
Tic tac toe with the tourbillon
And I can't start to love and I can't start to sing
That the notes are already memories
That the passion I have just felt is no more strong
Tic tac toe with the tourbillon

There's a skeleton in my closet
There's a black brand on my skin
I'm not a thief, a bitter killer
All that stuff is really mean
So, [bad word] a little closer
I'll tell you something in your ear
Be a tramp, feel like a gipsy,
ties are sneaky, they're gonna hurt
 [bad word] on, it's not fair
The birds are flying all around, being everywhere
And while the light with my bubbles makes a rainbow's son
Tic tac toe with the tourbillon
And I can't start to love and I can't start to sing
That the notes are already memories
That the passion I have just felt is no more strong
It's a tic tac toe with the tourbillon

Tears are falling instead of rain, with a bitter sweet orange marmalade.
Tears are falling instead of rain, with a bitter sweet orange marmalade.
Tears are falling instead of rain, with a bitter sweet orange marmalade.
Tears are falling instead of rain, with a bitter sweet orange marmalade.
 [bad word] on, it's not fair
The birds are flying all around, being everywhere
And while the light with my bubbles makes a rainbow's son
Tic tac toe with the tourbillon
And I can't start to love and I can't start to sing
That the notes are already memories
That the passion I have just felt is no more strong
It's a tic tac toe with the tourbillon