Four O'clock in the morning guess who's early and bright.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's still win it right, so right
...Practice all trough the night.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's happy and sweet.
Four O'clock in the morning checking finding it complete, complete
...There's no need for a fight.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
Four O'clock in the morning I've just finished my spell.
Four O'clock in the morning magic no one can tell, can tell
...You'll be sorry as hell.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's early and bright.
Four O'clock in the morning I've been painting trough the night, the night
...Nothing left I can sell.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
Bertine Zetlitz - Fate Lyrics
Bertine Zetlitz - Fate Lyrics
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Four O'clock in the morning guess who's early and bright.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's still win it right, so right
...Practice all trough the night.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's happy and sweet.
Four O'clock in the morning checking finding it complete, complete
...There's no need for a fight.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
Four O'clock in the morning I've just finished my spell.
Four O'clock in the morning magic no one can tell, can tell
...You'll be sorry as hell.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's early and bright.
Four O'clock in the morning I've been painting trough the night, the night
...Nothing left I can sell.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's still win it right, so right
...Practice all trough the night.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's happy and sweet.
Four O'clock in the morning checking finding it complete, complete
...There's no need for a fight.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
Four O'clock in the morning I've just finished my spell.
Four O'clock in the morning magic no one can tell, can tell
...You'll be sorry as hell.
Four O'clock in the morning guess who's early and bright.
Four O'clock in the morning I've been painting trough the night, the night
...Nothing left I can sell.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
It's a crazy situation when you notice you get used to all the pain.
It's a crazy situation when the moist under your eye brows taste like rain, never being sane.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
One minute early, one minute late, this is what they're calling fate.
Writer: BERTINE ZETLITZ
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management