Time machine Fear
Away with you
Desire hey boy
A sign of the times
Fresh vibe chill
Landing on grass
Ride your feel fever of love
While armour a drive from above
Wind swept in your fly look
Need a little speed need a little base line beat cruise along interaction song
show me your moves, your curves, your shine
Darkness of midnight a loud autumn whine
There's a buzz in the rain
Like Golden angels
Barefoot in the grass
We all need enough
Can't no stopping
Soundwave from the rate
Hope will follow
Cool target high
Contours on a skyline
Tease by heat and style we follow
Young fiery we live til tomorrow
True to time
Time machine Fear
Away with you
Belt up quite a night fast fought speed
Enter the dragon
I have seen other Worlds
Drive to the beat of the invisible morning in the street
Light fighter, energy-efficient quare in a stare star,, far high in the rare World fare of World young team core, living the fign shit hot, live, the ring fan dango, juzz like the pedal bike riders, on the fan jango, of brilliant buzzey highs in the city lights of you
Become a man
Become a legend
Become an angel
Become a spine tingly mortal combat superhero
I have returned from the future
We have a noise
Jack Jack, Jack,, your body jack jack your body
I am in from the cold
In the house tonight
Higher
Higher
Party while we cruise move all night move up your gear,
Mmmmm, the lifestyle of you seeing stars from the grass, a foresight of moments in coolcool wayz of the tease in motion breeze throughout
the tears of time in reverz
Find your rush get deep down on a blush hush that swift erotic mochia love blessings and ghunmen
Enter show carry magic
Feel the buzz become your
My My My's
Higher
Higher
I will become sound sooper sound, sonic sound in silence and baseline high glance beats to the beat,
To the heat, to the beat
Time machine Fear away with you become one,
Now is your life, tomorrow is your real day in reverz.
Mr born a day,, in fast white world quarrel in a cheekie fast raz lost cities in a fly fly ride of joo joo puzzles in a higher buzzel direction for each one to get a new one of shirt, hot flair stlye in a few white whiteboard walking tall, Boyz in scallywag, menacing, dance bounce, to the chillosopher of musical guile,, in full supersonic rare songs of the kiss and tears.
Dance
Dance
Dance
Check one two
Check check one one two
Boyz in the cocking, doing the funki tall walking in the morning high, in cosmic dust lush hype, of sunshine and dedicated sand following of sound.