Songteksten

Got my Karma on a golden scale Sentence on the carousel Higher than the Everest But they Tell me it's my lowest phase Dancing with this fake parade Marching on unsettled paths Weekend after weekend Yeah these clowns they don't stop Creeping up on me Steering my delirium Pull the lever Till the strobe lights overheat Yeah you bounce like pinball Fly with the sinful Do I even fit into the show? Take a run at the sinkhole God it feels so simple If you don't count the times that you reload Like a Multiball from side to side Leave a neon trace behind Still I don't know where I am (No idea, no idea, no) Weekend after weekend On the play field Get the coins I'm buying in Just another skill shot Pull the lever Till the strobe lights overheat Yeah you bounce like pinball Fly with the sinful Do I even fit into the show? Take a run at the sinkhole God it feels so simple If you don't count the times that you reload
Writer(s): Arne Behnfeldt, Ben Walter, Joseph Feinstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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