Whoo
The way it makes me feel, infection
Almost like a tongue on the back of my neck
I never had a choice, connection
Never had a chance to catch my breathe
It’s eating up the space between us
It’s eating up all remaining doubt
It’s filling up the hole inside you
It’s trying to find a way to let it out
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Give me something to believe in
All these hands have got a hold of me
Give me something to believe in
As alive as you need me to be
Always going to go this way, there’s no turning back
Never any other way, there’s no turning back
Everything for a reason, everything for a reason
Everything for a reason, everything for a reason
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Give me something to believe in
All these hands have got a hold of me
Give me something to believe in
As alive as you need me to be
(I can feel) I can finally feel!
(I can feel) feel
(I can feel, I can, I can feel)
(This infection)
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