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Powerspace The Kicks Of Passion

We don't need a party Just a place to meet My mind is still racing while the city sleeps But I don't complain Cause I know we're okay Race against the

The cigarettes and phone calls don't keep me warm But they're my only option Short of driving home To try and calm my nerves of this unrest Cause nothing

(Oh my God, I can see into the future!) Oh, I've been counting on this countdown, countdown Only minutes till sundown, sundown Do I trust the team in

One, two, three Are you feeling me? It's getting late and it's hard to see I've got some problems But not enough to stop me Cause I can't stop, I can

If you could see me here this way Looking backwards from today Would you do it all again? If I could roll it back to you Just like lovers always do

Lightning strikes me down I'm on my knees I can't write it out, but I'll show you what I mean And the words, they will drip down the side of your cheeks

Look at where you've got yourself now You think the world is trying to bring you down You think that moving on Means getting passed around But every

My feet are shuffling The clouds roll in, the wind at my neck But every day's a thunderstorm I'm always walking back these days I live to pass time