Из альбома: Celebrate

Death by curiosity, strangled down upon on his knees,
Tell me how, that it could be, it’s you who gives me stagefright,
And even though the saints would swear that lovers like a leather chair,
There is no point but I do declare,
It’s you who gives me stagefright,
Its you, its you, its you, you, give me stagefright,
Its you, its you, its you, you, you take the spotlight,
Time is now, time is late, raise your hands, that feels great,
Come with me, take me there, open arms, open air,
Drunk all the finest labels, got stoned and then unable, to f**k beneath the
table,
But that’s just what they’d try to do,
But if you tried to stop them, he’d go to his apartment,
And girls would gather round with pit bull dogs and heel shoes,
Its you, its you, its you, you, its you, you give me stagefright,
Its you, its you, its you, you, you take the spotlight,
Time is now, time is late,
Raise your hands, that feels great,
Come with me, take me there, open arms, open air,
This moment, this moment, you’ll take me, you’ll take me there,
No time for hesitations, no twisted explanations,
Only one destination.
It’s paradise — inside your room,
But if you tried to stop them, they’d go to their apartment,
And girls would gather round with pit bull dogs and heel shoes,
That’s you, it’s you, its you, you, give me stagefright
Its you, its you, its you, you, you take the spotlight,
This moment, in this moment, you’ll take me there,
Time is now, time is late, raise your hands, that feels great
Come with me, take me there, open arms, open air,
Time is now, time is late, raise your hands, that feels great
Come with me, take me there, open arms, open air,
Time is now, time is late, raise your hands, that feels great
Come with me, take me there, open arms, open air

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