They invite us to TV
To play a song
And talk about small stuff
And I really dream of this
I'm corrupted and running by attention
And I wanna know
Where we gonna be
If you keep starring up
If you drown I'll be free
And I wanna sleep through
It's flying crushed on my head
Certified to feel
And so get up and dance
Is this feeling up and warrant
Or is it a general illusion
I think the city is whispering to me
But I don't know
They invite us to TV
To play a song
And talk about small stuff
And I really dream of this
I'm corrupted and running by attention
You first please
Where we gonna go
To meet up with friends
To get in before
To make some music
Drove through the night
While we don't go to miles
Where we don't have to lie
Is this feeling up and warrant
Or is it a general illusion
I think the city is whispering to me
But I don't know

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN