Tekstovi: Let's Get It. Eyes On Me.

Sometimes I talk like I'm singing
(like I'm center stage).
I'd do anything for an encore.
I'd break my neck just to make em stay.

Lose yourself in time,
don't stop till you get it right.
Pressure of letting go,
over under-control,
I want your eyes on me (oh).

Sometimes, I sing like I'm talking
(Don't know what to say).
The party is my audience,
no more awkwardness,
liquid confidence.

I'll send one to the left,
burning inside my chest,
I can't recall where I am
or who I came with.
Feel like I'm freaking out.
What was I talking about?
I'm fully faded in the sky,
laying on the ground.

Lose yourself in time,
don't stop till you get it right.
Pressure of letting go,
over under-control,
I want your eyes on me (oh).

Lose yourself in time,
don't stop till you get it right.
Pressure of letting go,
over under-control,
I want your eyes on me (oh).

(I want your eyes on me, oh)
I'm on that rocket,
don't need no drama.
(I want your eyes on me, oh)
Stay on that sky shit,
ain't talking vodka.

Lose yourself in time,
don't stop till you get it right.
Pressure of letting go,
over under-control,
I want your eyes on me (oh).

Lose yourself in time,
don't stop till you get it right.
Pressure of letting go,
over under-control,
I want your eyes on me (oh).