Late night, terrified Talking about the perfection that you saw hygiene, dopamin, let me take you back to the dancefloor Oh what a great night look at all the knocked out pretenders trying to flip a coin oh what a cage fight driving me to distraction but it feels so good well I've got something to admit I feel like everything's unreal still I hope you don't mind late night crucified talking about the deception that you saw hygiene submarine let me take you back to the dance floor taking back control well I've got something to admit I feel like everything's unreal I hope you don't mind I wanna shine lay it on the line out of my neighborhood I wanna know it all I need to move out of my neighborhood cause I don't feel goodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
