I can’t see the sun, youth cooled down
When there are mold and dampness
Hopelessness is watching us from windows
Little killer is waiting near a threshold
Feelings through the monitor: loneliness and pain
Tears and happy hardcore, tears and happy hardcore, a
Cyberlove, Skype, life – only I need is Wi-Fi
Night life only online, ouch
Chorus:
Quarantinager, quarantinager
Youth of a house, Sony PlayStation
Quarantinager, quarantinager
I am so cool, I am so fresh
Quarantina-a-a-ager (what do you want?)
Quarantina-a-a-ager (what do you want?)
A, we are so missing of raves
Even if we have never visited it
Dim picture, we don’t really care
Rewatch Twenty Carantino’s films
Hik-hik-hik life
Emo-punks are sitting at home
Dead city is relaxing behind the concrete hopelessness
You souls won’t go out just contary to it
Unfortunately it is uncomfortable to smash through the mask
It will cover sleepers by... the soil
Nobody...nobody can win
When.. It will turn back
We will became others, but now I am...
Chorus:
Quarantinager, quarantinager
Youth of a house, Sony PlayStation
Quarantinager, quarantinager
I am so cool, I am so fresh
Quarantina-a-a-ager (what do you want?)
Quarantina-a-a-ager (what do you want?)
Dance!
When it will pass?!
When it will pass?!