Lyrics:
Neon lights
Neon lights, city nights, in the glow we collide
Electric dreams, it seems, we're racing with the tide
Future's call, echoes through
the taker
The electric burns that fuel the fire
It's just your suicide messiah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Bow down you chose your maker
He never gives he's
The electric burns that fuel the fire
It's just your suicide messiah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Bow down you chose your maker
He never gives he's always the taker
there Is fire
My mind is electric...
When everything's down to the Wire
Trial by fire, fuel my desire
Cuz I'm going higher and higher And higher
It's the sound of the music
That provokes your fire
You shout and you scream
Not gonna get any brighter
It's loud; feel the action
As I fuel your
the taker
The electric burns that fuel the fire
It's just your suicide messiah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Bow down you chose your maker
He never gives he's
plateau in the world of music
Paparazzi, wealth and fame
The total propulsion, of my name
I need a beat
Computer-wise the engineer's eyes
Have to be
plateau in the world of music
Paparazzi, wealth and fame
The total propulsion, of my name
I need a beat
Computer-wise the engineer's eyes
Have to be
upon
And we've moved on to the electric chair
And I wonder who's gonna be president
Tweedle Dumb or Tweedle Dumber?
And who's gonna have the big
upon
And we've moved on to the electric chair
And I wonder who's gonna be president
Tweedle Dumb or Tweedle Dumber?
And who's gonna have the big
You're the spark that ignites my fire
You're the charge that fuels my desire
You're the shock that makes me shiver
You're the current that makes me
image, work of art!
Click, click, rap, tap, generate! Fuel the mood, anticipate
Found in pixels, auto muse, driver image, perfect hues!
From the void,
to fuel your quest
Angel of mercy
Angel of dreams
Nothing's ever quite what it seems
[Instrumental (Electric Guitar)]
There are no guarantees Aaah ...
or something that falls from the sky
Entice me through the night with your empty promises
We were electric impulses
Like lightening through the sky at night
call electric slide
And for that nigga mad about his baby mama
Boy I let you slide
They some imposters
I'm eating linguine with mobsters
Untouchable just
Exacerbated by own internalised repulsion
I use it to fuel, my jet pack propulsion
To the front of the line for societal expulsion when I hear myself yapping
I
the'y sockets
With more propulsion than solid-fuel rocket boosters from NASA
These cowards shooting first and aiming after
Not ready
And couldn't
Fearlessly they sweep the ground
Conquerors of the great black sky
Ugh
Blood of man fuels their propulsion
Great big saucers of destruction
swollen, as the jet engine exploding
Metal glowing, fuel eroding, burst into the cosmic ocean
The main propulsion result in a fusillade of fire
Remaining
majority won't sell My soul
How do I know what is true
And What's bullshit todays world has so Much negative propulsion
Our government has become a dirty
Congregating on the surface
Flourishing and satisfied
Mere centuries separating eras of agriculture and cold fusion propulsion
The chain reaction
engine, yeah I could do with that junk
Head to Karl's, see what the newest pack runs
Hooks me up with a set of propulsion blast drums
Then I pull out
Warner to pop culture
The Rolls Royce take rocket fuel for this propulsion
Rented whip and I'm still smokin' like
Gettin' rich, it ain't happen overnight
silhouettes
Burn my mask down while changing my presets
Reset is not my option I'm just starting over motion
Thats the notion which fuels direct propulsion
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