Towering inferno It's spinning around Infernal tornado Well, that's the sound I wanna make music I wanna make you move I wanna light you on fire But I can only groove To my own beats, not at all To the day to day, nah To the future no way Not that I can find 'Cause I'm living away From All I want Is It gonna be okay? Someone to say it is Not enough Someone who shows me What I've done Accomplished |
Idea What can be made from just two words? A song Once the Papers crumpled Up it Can't be Perfect again From top To bottom To top I stop Worn and forgotten Broke the mold Next step is What you behold Hold you close Never let go Don't ever stop Until you're sure It's time to go If you stay, well Four on the floor Dancing to the beat Let's end this already With five I am alive Nowhere else to go, so I will stay right here. It's not a sexy number, six Until it finds a nine, quite devilish Well, it is even within itself Nah, this ain't goin' anywhere, so bye! |