Slav To The Rhythm Paroles

Bionic

But you got up in a spin again

Scratching at your pretty skin

Drinking all your mother's gin

Til you vomit

And it makes me blind

And it makes me blind



I see you on a TV show

And I know you want it
Don't. Blow. Up.

Don't. Grow. Up.

Don't. Throw. Up.

Just. Keep. It up.



But you're losing all your friends again

Blowing all your chances then

No one can remember when

It was you they wanted

Makes me blind.

It really makes me blind.



I see you on a TV show

And I know you want it

Cause there's nothing in the way you move that looks ironic



Don't. Blow. Up.

Don't. Grow. Up.

Don't. Throw. Up.

Just. Keep. It up.