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