I can't hear you
Bruises you
Keep running to
Get your view

Crunch up the stereo
I hear the bass it's low
Guitars are cookie dough
My vision's running slow

Speak to me
Say my name
I'll fuck your fame
It's not up to fate
If you see my face

Now you see me
Is it true?
I swear that you
Darling you

You walk right past me and I
I dont know what to do, I
My heart starts racing and I
I grab you rum and turn you all around

Speak to me
Say my name
I'll fuck your fame
It's not up to fate
If you see my face