I was lying on the fake grass I discovered computers Now I'm living in a wrong place I was living in the hideaway I was counting all your dark moles Trying to living in a sitcom I was chasing your hairdresses Disspearing in a fade away I was eating candy-swatches Telling lies by walkie-talkies Now I'm trapped on a freeze frame I was living in a hideaway You born in the 80’s You born in the eighties You uh uh uh uh born in a lie You born in the eighties I was squeezing synthetizers Making juice with the sequences I was mixing all the colors In an artificial raibown I had reversible dubbing I had reversible jacket I have no reverse to love you I am living out of my age You born in the 80’s You born in the eighties You uh uh uh uh born in a lie You born in the eighties Runaway and smile You love the bright side of this lie So smile And now you have to Runaway, runaway You said you love that colored shine In my eye You only want to Runaway, runaway You’ll know the mea-ning of this lie In a while You said you want to Runaway, runaway You love the bright side of this lie So smile (We fade to grey)