Warsaw - Alexander Alar & Beat Inside

Saw it all in your eyes Cross hairs shining through your endless lane It's not a sign But a dirty question left unanswered Where's my conscience? She's gone dancing But I still can't explain Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Saw it all in our time That you've been choking, I'm still walking now It's a state of mind That leaves the lonely shot unanswered Where's my conscience? She's still dancing And I still can't explain Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on Oh break me You gotta hear the song that I'm queueing Whoa break me You've got it going on, got it going on And you don't need to find me And you don't need to find me And you don't need to find me

(Three, five, oh, one, two, five, go) I was there in the backstage When first light came around I grew up like a changeling To win the first time around I can see all the weakness I can pick all the faults Well, I concede all the faith tests Just to stick in your throats 31G, 31G, 31G Hung around in your soundtrack To mirror all that you've done To find the right side of reason To kill the three lies for one I can see all the cold facts I can see through your eyes All this talk made no contact No matter how hard we tried 31G, 31G, 31G I can still hear the footsteps I can see only walls I slid into your man-traps With no hearing at all I just see contradiction Had to give up the fight Just to live in the past tense To make believe you were right 31G, 31G, 31G (Three, five, oh, one, two, five)

3, 5, 0, 1, 2, 5, Go! I was there in the back stage, When the first light came around. I grew up like a changeling, To win the first time around. I can see all the weakness. I pick all the faults. Well I concede all the faith tests, Just ot stick in your throats. 31G, 31G, 31G I hung around in your soundtrack, To mirror all that you've done, To find the right side of reason, To kill the three lies for one, I can see all the cold facts. I can see through your eyes. All this talk made no contact. No matter how hard we tried. 31G, 31G, 31G I can still hear the footsteps. I can see only walls. I slid into your man-traps, With no hearing at all. I just see contradiction, Had to give up the fight, Just to live in the past tense, To make believe you were right. 31G, 31G, 31G