If you say find my hidden clues
I will say that I don't want to
Hear you laugh and drink your glue
To prove me.
Plastic bag for just all the things
That you only said to lie to me
Hold on, I'll go
Take control, you're switching off.
I feel it
Your hidden clues
Oh... oh Oh Oh OH!
Walk the street while they sing
Feel the bass, it's coming
Lightnings tore all your mystic dreams
Now you have to get back early
Take photos, around New York
and tell me the same shit again
I feel it
Who is who?
Oh... oh Oh Oh OH!

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