The Count - San Fermin

If I don’t find my own true love

I don’t care, don’t care at all

I don’t bite on caramel lies

I am not a patient girl

And I can’t fall asleep in your arms

No, I can’t fall asleep in your arms

Feeling awful free

Is there something, something wrong with me?

I can’t fall asleep in your arms

No, I can’t fall asleep in your arms

Why are you so low?

I wonder

Tell your feelings to your mother

Darling don’t be dull and heavy

I am not a fool, not empty

Why are you so low I wonder

Tell your feelings to your mother

Darling don’t be dull and heavy

I am not a fool, not empty

Why are you so low I wonder

Tell your feelings to your mother

Darling don’t be dull and heavy

I am not a fool, not empty

I am not a fool, not empty

I am not a fool, not empty