Rollin' round the carpet,
Tryna get a headrush,
I know that you like it so come out and play.
Your mom and dad aren't watching,
So catch me if you can
Oh, I know that you need it so come out and be...
Yourself
The garden isn't empty but you know I'll be plenty,
Of multi-coloured fish in the sea.
So you don't care for your roses 'cause all you need to know,
Is when the crop has dried up, you can take out your boat,
Into the breeze...
This isn't what you came here for,
A myriad of closing doors,
But every day you want it more,
Every day you want me so bad.
I could be your saving grace,
Or throw your way some friendly fire,
Walk you right into the flames,
And show you what's become of your desire...
Leave out all the endings,
Let's burn them and move on,
The body doesn't stop 'til I turn out the light.
Music draws the voices, voices in my head,
But I don't want to hear them, no, I don't want to hear them woah
Is this what you came here for?
A myriad of closing doors? (I wanna touch my times with no consequences)
But every day you want it more
I could be your saving grace
Throw your way some friendly fire (I know that you like it)
While you run out to your place and watch me come out and play.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI