"The Winning Numbers" lyrics

They'll tempt you with youth
They'll tempt you with an age you've already been for a whole year and sell that as an adventure to you
They will blank out your face in the make-up room
They'll tempt you with fame that will make you invisible
They'll tempt you with a new instrument cause you hate practicing the old ones
They will tempt with removing the scar on your forehead you fell so hard for
They'll tempt you with a perfect health because they can't tempt the dead
They'll talk about frequencies you can't hear so they can tempt you with the relic of Van Gogh's ear
In broad daylight they'll tempt you into a dark church just to pay for a candle
They'll tempt you with new ideas, David Bowie had ages before you
They will tempt you with a freedom that was imposed on them by their parents
They will reveal an alternative to things you never questioned
They'll tempt you into removing your embarrassing browsing history when it's full of Freudian wisdom
They will offer you a glass of gluhwein at a book burning
They'll tempt you into labeling ex-lovers as narcissists just because they're not making love to you anymore
I guess I wanted to say sorry Rebecca
I'm sorry

It's august the 14th
And the winning numbers are
29, 17, 11, 32, 5, 18