I got something I can never tell
It's not evil but it's physical
Sometimes, it's like you are invisible
I got something I can never tell
It's not evil but it's physical
Sometimes, it's like you are invisible
I got something of the highest grade
It's not something I would ever trade
Sometimes, it's like we are invincible
It's like the sound of a drone
Comin' through a telescope
Like desire, all alone
Creepin' through an open window
Inside the doorway in your quiet room
Outright doin' what you gotta do
Sometimes, it's like you are invisible
Like when you were small in the ice
Playing with sticks and stones
Fuckin' around, didn't know
Fear from your little toe
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
(When you were small in the ice)
Like when you were small in the ice
Playing with sticks and stones
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
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