Testo Bronze Medal

It felt cold inside So we threw the radio onto the fire It felt good to watch it Burn away to nothing You said you felt week I hope it's got Nothing to do with the things you told me Nothing but your eyes Looking down on the third place You've got nothing but determination To come in third You were always going to be like this When it's somewhere that's as cold as this You were always meant to be like this in the cold It felt warm inside So we threw the television on the fire It was in frustration 'Coz I had nothing to throw away Nothing but your eyes Looking down on the third place You've got nothing but determination To come in third You know that you're always meant to be like this You know that I'm always meant to be like this You know that you're always meant to be like this You know that you're always meant to be