Humour me

With my grey confetti

I had never seen

The party

How easy

It is to lose a memory

Context is for queen

Enter: me

Sin

Has a price

Things you own end up owning you

Throw the dice

Things you own end up owning you

Have me twice

Be nice with me

And my grey confetti

Friend me

In your talkative family

I have always been

Wordlessly

Who is she?

A name without a body

Her record is clean

Quel ennui !

Sin

Has a price

Things you own end up owning you

Throw the dice

Things you own end up owning you

Have me twice

Be nice with me

And my grey confetti

Do-badder but I

Work at Harbor Street

Sugarcoated lie

That people seem to want to eat

It's still not true

Still not true

Still not true

That I Iove you

I love you

I love you

Sin

Has a price

Things you own end up owning you

Throw the dice

Things you own end up owning you

Have me twice

Be nice with me

Et mes confetti gris

Sin

Has a price

Things you own end up owning you

Throw the dice

Things you own end up owning you

Have me twice

Be nice with me

And my grey confetti