I love that you leave inside
And never like it, it something I cant called
Crazy sweet disorder
I believed in nothing and in the end thats what I got
Lets go sleep, nothing more
A pale of clothes that I once ward
Whispea word I want to hear
Or let myself up in the light
Sweet disorder, sweet disorder
Calm is when you live inside
And hold me tight, its something I cant call
Crazy, sweet disorder off
They dont know Im happy with what I got
On my way I couldnt pa**, I help her to not fall back
I whisper words she wanted to heard
I walked away and in the end she sleep
Sweet disorder, sweet disorder, sweet disorder
I wash my hands and try to smile
Sweet disorder, you think as a child
Whisper words he want o hear
If I could just stat for another year
Sweet disorder, sweet disorder, sweet disorder