Spiralling in control
Feels like I got a disco ball soul
Your mouth is moving, metropolis, don't hear what you say
I'm thinking 'bout a thing I thought I heard while you were away
It's not dark yet, don't look up, the hour's getting late
It's fading from italic slowly into nouvelle vague
Oh, I know
It all feels like it's spinning
When you're sitting like a stone
Spiralling in control
Feels like I got a discoball soul
Nowhere to run for sure
Sometimes, I got a discoball soul
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Pickering, sightseeing through my mind in daytime
You're telling me 'bout your vacation while I'm livin' in mine
Not gonna repeat my sentence, I'm on the next one
Talking faster than a sport's announcer in a forеign tongue
Oh, I know (I know)
Speeding into turns is not the fastest way to ridе
Searching for a million different outcomes
When I know who wins the prize
Spiralling in control
Feels like I got a disco ball soul
Nowhere to run for sure
Sometimes, I got a disco ball soul
Spiralling in control
Feels like I got a disco ball soul
Nowhere to run for sure
Sometimes, I got a disco ball soul
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