Lyrics

Like animals eyeing animal trainers Keep both hands where i can see'em Stand in the sun for seven hours We've up to our necks in a body of water I'll miss the way you bring me my water When I'm drowning do you copy me? Copy me, I'm on my way out Divide the ground out from under you Down to the smallest moves Holding hands all afternoon Two kids at a grown up party A fly on a girl in a gold coonvertible Gladiators in a balcony Fret like a man with seven daughters I can't sweat, do you copy me? Copy me, I'm on my way out Divide the ground out from under you Down to the smallest moves Take it off just for rehearsal Our legs engage in role reversal One image or another has to be your last Head me off at the pass, do you copy me?
Writer(s): Arto Lindsay, Peter Scherer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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