See their heads up in a cloudWatch them follow what goes onThrough a little screenOh no, the pictures goneThere is always something else to doAs long as its no tricky conversationAbout the meaning of our livesOr the reason why we pray before we dieIm afraid I have to say thatAll of this combined with meIs very wicked chemistryIt might take a while, turn me onLive freestyle, come onTake your time, turn me onLive freestyle, come onCome on let your wallet be your witnessPut your feelings in a canIdolize a common man and join the bandYou might fall for that butAll of this combined with meIs very wicked chemistryIt might take a while, turn me onLive freestyle, come onTake your time, turn me onLive freestyle, come on...Everywhere, picture you are dancing just like Fred AstaireClose your eyes and feel the wind blow through your hairAnd cool your perfect body and blow away the cross you used to bearIt might take a while, turn me onLive freestyle, come onTake your time, turn me onLive freestyle, come on...
