Transmission
(专辑: Some Kind Of Hate - 2011)
Radio, live transmission Radio, live transmission Listen to the
silence, let it ring on Eyes, dark gray lenses frightened of the
sun We would have a
fine time living in the
night Left to blind destruction, waiting for our sight And we would go on as though nothing was wrong And hide from these days we remained all alone Staying in the
same place, staying out the
time Touching from a
distance, further all the
time Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Well, I
could call out when the
going gets tough The
things that we've learned are no longer enough No language, just sound, that's all we need know To synchronize love to the
beat of the
show And we could dance Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the
radio