I can feel your loss
Like some kind of depowered time
We'll let it work out in the wash
This time

Transport a town
Make it in the times for now
And when we take our clothes off
Some time

Keep it coming up
Keep it coming up

Don't think I am the one
Confusing in a different way
And now the lights dress up
Sometimes

I can feel your loss
Like some kind of depowered time
We'll let it work out in the wash
This time

Keep it coming up
Keep it coming up
I confess I'm losing
All a gun is for you too
Drum-ready or I might use you
Oh lady, maybe I do