Velvety coffee with bubbly froth

Takes time to know one, and sometimes takes music
Lyrical island surrounded by the sea of tranquility
A single intersection lacking humidity, eyes and areas
And the voices - there always must be voices
Overlapping is never the best option
But fucking over is constantly the only one
So far we've played all the records
And accompanied them with pastry shops

One is always allowed to spoil oneself with sweets

No wonder we talk dirty
While illuminating the world