Pound on the floor stuff your notes under my door I'll just cover my ears til your voice disappears won't idle anymore these waves are beating me to shore you can call me out but i'll be on the go you can call me out but i'll be lying low make no mistake i've seen you wade in dirty lakes selling cakes to passing cars dotting i's, swinging arms won't idle anymore these waves are beating me to shore you can call me out but i'll be on the go you can call me out but i'll be lying lowPágina 1 / 1