You make your way to the front of the crowd,
you knew it was a photograph
You don't like it, cause i did your hair.
Up and back around the street,
I knew it wasn't meant for me.
You don't have to cause it's up to you. Raising your hand.
Taking your hand
Walking to stand.
Waiting to dance.
Raising your hand.
Taking your hand.
Walking to stand.
Waiting to dance.
I make my way to the front of the crowd,
I knew you took the photograph
Oh, fuck that.
You did my hair.
I take you back,
do whatever you said.
Who cares, then we'll all be dead.
I want you,
to feel like me.
Raising your hand.
Taking your hand.
Walking to stand.
Waiting to dance.
Raising your hand.
Taking your hand.
Walking to stand.
Waiting to dance.
Wasting...
Time to slow down.
Wasting...
Time to slow down.
Wasting...
Time to slow down.