Chica Chica by Park
Reach out
For I cannot recall
Blurred nights, hands like ice
Spinning bathroom walls
And every soulless face
Seems to me a drowning fate
Cut slow they say
Think of a better way to count your hours
There's a problem with the sky tonight
And we've been wondering where you are
In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
And make a party out of every night
There's a problem with the sky tonight
And we've been wondering where you are
In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
And make a party out of every night
And don't talk
For every word turns cold
Jump back what your best at
Keep buying what I'm sold
And every sickened stare
Draws from me a steaming glare (steaming glare)
What words you say
Think of a better way to haunt your hours
There's a problem with the sky tonight
And we've been wondering where you are
In seperate corners so that eyes can shine
And make a party out of every night
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