Seizemic - Tom Vek

Why don’t you change your scene

And see if you still love it?

Hold it down, I’ll introduce you

If honesty still stands for anything

All your lovers are joined up

By the dance we live inside

You feel it, it’s hot like heaven

Give me breeze

Hit me so, hit me so hard

Hit me so hard, yeah

Color ways and cutaways

Won’t outline what you want

I’m envisaging a leisure seizure

Of seismic proportions