Warsaw - DMA's

Saw it all in your eyes

Crossed and 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

Woah baby, you gotta hear the song that I’m queueing

Woah baby, you’ve got it going on, got it going on

Saw it all in our time

Now 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

Woah baby, you gotta hear the song that I’m queueing

Woah baby, you’ve got it going on, got it going on

Woah baby, you gotta hear the song that I’m queueing

Woah baby, 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