Cicada Metropolis
You're always looking for reasons
You don't know what it's for
You always hide your feelings
When you're on the floor
Can I find this rhythm?
Can I set you free?
I'm a faulty circuit
I know what I need
I would scream
I would shout shout shout shout shout
I would move
To the drums that hit my feet
I would scream
I would shout shout shout shout shout
I would move
To the drums that hit my feet
Am I science fiction?
Have I lost my soul?
In my imagination
I'm girl next door
Am I wired for motion?
Am I sad to see?
I'm photographic
Memory...
I would scream
I would shout shout shout shout shout
I would move
To the drums that hit my feet
I would scream
I would shout shout shout shout shout
I would move
To the drums that hit my feet
To the drums that hit my feet
To the drums that hit my feet
To the drums that hit my feet
To the drums that hit my feet
