Huxley

Between books and drinks,
all the things I knew
slowly fade away,
I knew that the ground and our feet guide us.

You ask me if I know what I'm doing,
I tell you to give me my space and I'll buy you a drink.
You ask me if I know what I'm doing,
I tell you to give me my space and I'll buy you a drink.
Sing, dance, sing, dance.

I ask you not to talk,
enjoy this scene.
Amid dull colors and neon phrases,
your betrayal is waiting for me.

You ask me if I know what I'm doing,
I tell you to give me my space and I'll buy you a drink.
You ask me if I know what I'm doing,
I tell you to give me my space and I'll buy you a drink.
Sing, dance, sing, dance.