disappeared without a care
we helplessly watch the crash and burn
the new
rising above the ashes
twisted, tortured, angry
it takes shape
actions molding with feelings changing
we helplessly watch
she sat on the porch
her eyes eagerly watched
no emotion was shown
wind blown petals danced in her hair
she was a beautiful disaster
we danced, but like any great moment the music stopped, placing us back where nothing is more then it seems
can't we just hit repeat and get lost, lost forever
where the movement of my hips in time with the music is all that we worry about
how you are the leader and it is not to be questioned
tradition is accepted but never questioned
then it stops
the once blurs becomes our surroundings
cheap vinyl looks up at us through worn out scuffs
our magic is lost with the music
the movie star moments that are remebered
we're stuck within our powerless thoughts
trappend within a popularity empire
currency talks the universal language
disableing our followers
holding hostage our saviors
my baby Ollie
baby Koda
Yeah its hot
Koda



