Nabokov

I did you a favour I bled myself dry Well, this is what it is now Pain, pain He's selling insurance Selling clouds to the sky You sold me on living Living is nothing But you're so good-looking I bled myself dry Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah I did you a favour I bled myself dry Well, this is what it is now Pain, pure sky I'll be your dog of submission My mission to help you forget I'll be your dog in the corner I will light your cigarette But you're so good-looking But you're so good-looking I did you a favour I did you a favour Ah, I did you a favour I bled myself out Well, this is what it is now Pain, pure sky I'll be your dog in the corner I will be your dog in the corner Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya Happy days, yeah Daze ya, Phase ya...