Christine Lyrics

I'm not feeling bad about it what'soever
I'm happy and new to the crowd so whatever
It's more than a maze than a bird or a prey or a rat or
A giant comedy with museums and movies
And the [?] teens and the young millionaires

I will stand on a yacht in Berlin and Brazil
In the name of the young millionaires
[?]
In the name of the Father and the Son
And the young [?]
Of the young millionaires

Stabbing pens in my hands
And I'm never working, I'm just spending
A giant comedy with museums and shopping
With Kristine and the teens
And the young millionaires

I will stand on a yacht in Berlin and Brazil
In the name of the young millionaires
[?]
In the name of the Father and the Son
And the young [?]
Of the young millionaires

I will rave at some point
Of the sports that we play
In the gyms of the young millionaires
I will grind all my pills
With big black [?]
Spilled of the hands of the young millionaires

I will shoot up the juice
Before making a truce
With the [?]
Like the young millionaires

Young millionaires
Young millionaires
Young millionaires