| I’m feeling stressed tonight
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| Like I’ve been paralyzed
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| The weight is heavy on my shoulders
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| And I must let go
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| Surrender myself to the flow
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| A place where I feel safe
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| Where I can make mistakes
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| And not a single soul will judge me
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| By the way I am
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| The bright lights are calling me in
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| And suddenly I feel a change in the air
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| The lust is inviting my blood burning red
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| I’m caught in the web
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| The bright lights are calling me in
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| The bright lights are calling me in
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| And suddenly I feel a change in the air
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| The lust is inviting my blood burning red
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| I’m caught in the web
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| It’s loud and confusing, my head spins around
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| A weird dizzy feeling that’s breaking me down
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| But no one’s around
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| The crowd is warm
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| But I know I don’t belong
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| The joy around me says I’m free
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| But hiding doesn’t do the trick for me
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| I’m reaching for anything that could be real
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| I can’t count on another split second thrill (thrill)
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| It’s not how I feel
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| I’d trade all this heat for a look in the eyes (eyes)
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| Of someone who’s not just a fool in disguise
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| But where can I find?
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| The crowd is warm
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| But I know I don’t belong
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| The joy around me says I’m free
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| But hiding doesn’t do the trick for me
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| The crowd is warm
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| But I know I don’t belong |