Did you think that the son was coming?

Did you think there was someone on your side?

What did you seal in your envelope?

What's worth conspiring to hide?

Roll in the ivy of greed, have you lost your
mind?

Where is the saviour, the calamine for which we
thrive?

Scratch too much and it will spread

This rash is not the end (not the end)

We need love, we need calamine

If start, it will spread like fire

Imagine the domino effect

I hear it loud and clear, the doves are screaming
in my ear

Screaming loves not dead

Scratch too much and it will spread

This rash is not the end (not the end)

We need love, we need calamine

How do we go on, when we are not that strong

We need to mend, we need to mend, we need to mend

Send our regards, up to the stars

Scratch too much and it will spread

This rash is not the end (not the end)

We need love, we need calamine