or
3 Colours Red

Look at me. I'm a superstar, a Hiroshima... off my cloud,
Abolishing the honouries.
Yours is mine to take when it takes me.
A passenger with no point of view;
How can I come to please you?
So hold it up with a high esteem,
But there's something... missing.
Didn't love it... didn't hate it, rose above it...
With everyone bound to never come down.

[Chorus]
Please switch me off so that I can see
What is wrong with me.
Got my back to the city.
I'm one in three; an emergency.
I got all I need.
With my back to the city, I'm gone.

Weightless in a sonic dream
Where a voice just isn't what it screams.
I'm just a stain on a memory of a body I don't know.
Staying up with the satellites,
And we'll burn till night on the late show.
Born loose; now I'm so uptight.
I'll get back to you, my friend, my foe.

Didn't love it... didn't hate it, rose above it...
With everyone bound to never come down.

[Chorus]

We should be so young, so free, so what?
How'd you sleep if you just stand in line?
So let me go 'round, let me go 'round.
Let me go 'round, let me go 'round.

Didn't love it... didn't hate it, rose above it...
With everyone bound to never come down.

Written by MCCORMACK, CHRIS/VUCKOVIC, PETER
Published by EMI Music Publishing

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