Lyrics: Bashir Billow/Jakob Miang
Music: Bashir Billow/Jakob Miang
Do you reckon
That I’d
Switch my mode to standby
My eyes are locked, on you
Don’t fret
I’m not like the next
I know you’re little heart’s been recked
But I wouldn’t do that to you
No, I wouldn’t do that ‘cus
Rolling up the mountain
Soak in all the tension
chemically you’re not right
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
Do you reckon
That I’d run the other way
When you wallow in your pain
You know, you’re not the first one
we stay on, go on right on
go on right on
But I wouldn’t do that to you
No, I wouldn’t do that ‘cus
Ain’t got no problem with it
Just might take flight
Breathe a little heavy
Sooner or later
That’s what I like
Rolling up the mountain
Soak in all the tension
chemically you’re not right
That’s what I like
That’s what I like