I can't remember when I broke mine Another dream for a lost generation Another legion on the sidelines The time has come, surpass the stagnation
This is a song about the German clubs This is a song about the dark This is a song for everyone who stomps The bass is pounding deep and hard This is
Are you feeling pretty? Universally adored Keep the city busy And demanded you?re a whore Are you feeling awesome? Everybody loves a queen See your state
Black dogs barking at at the door downstairs Steamy, boiled up water permeates the air Fridge magnets mispronouncing foreign words Memories that hurt
All I have in this world Is my balls and my word And I don't break 'em for noone Do you understand? Play with matches You get burned Disarray
You bow, back rounds Drop down, like a 40hz sound It ain't pretty and your ditty sounds odd When this motherfucker drops you Like an act of god
Ancient superstar and hometown boy Everybody's friend, zigzag machinery Risen from the ashes, born from the soil Pure and simple heart, enjoy the scenery
I think incessantly, repulse the man in me I contemplate all day and wonder 'bout my fate This glass terrarium, my sanitarium I wish I was a star,
I see you shaking slowly, moving across the room I got that 20-cycle-pound in my kick o' doom When all the club is bouncing, you will be bouncing,
Trace your body with my eyes and I can't deny The sensation that I feel boiling up inside As you're dancing just for me, wearing only skin I forget
Noise insane makes your moves untamed Low subbass rumbling in your brain, yea This is where the last control is lost Degeneration of a scene but you'
dance (about to dance) massive bodes, state of trance (state of trance) the same account for feeling dead (dead) so get in of with faderhead (faderhead
All your talk of a kingdom above Choices full of greed Painting images of brotherly love Can you help me fuck young boys for free? Nothing left that
Dirty girls make some noise move that ass for dirty boys dirty boys so obscene like to see the girls extreme (x3) now is the time to be there (x2)
Every now and then the world is strange Time to stop and re-evaluate Broken heart won't equal broken dreams Mr. Bond, find the real me, please Critics
Dissipate at the gates Let the water in Uncontrolled, so much more Like it's never been Bend your back, caving in Are you gonna break Open cell
Sometimes I did But now I don't All lights are out And no one's home Sometimes I wonder What's become? Some days are white Some days are gone
(feat. Dr. T) Paint by numbers, bring the thunder Torture, bind and kill - play the hunter Rolling out the beats like a carpet in Iraq Same game, different
