Havoc…It's automatic…More than sporadic…
Is when I fall ~ Panic…This search is frantic…
Spirit mechanic…Lord fix it all ~ And now I'm
Looking to your arms ~ It's just like electric
Shoes…That I just want to run to you…I know
That you want to, I want to stick…Like Static ~
Grace…Gold is fantastic…I deserve plastic…
Or none at all…