Metric "Calculation Theme" |
I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance Break to love make lust I know it isn't I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance, dance, dance Cold as numbers but let's dance As though it were easy for you to lead me I could be passive gracefully Half the horizon's gone, skyline of numbers Half the horizon's gone, working the numbers �Til I'm sick Sleep don't pacify us until Daybreak, sky lights up the grid we live in Dizzy when we talk so fast Fields of numbers streaming past I wish we were farmers, I wish we knew how to Grow sweet potatoes and milk cows I wish we were lovers, but its for the best Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost, �Where is the love?� Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost, �Who here is in line for a raise?� Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost, �Where is the love?� Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost, �Who put these bodies between us?� Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |