Sway to the rhythm of my song
Sway to the feeling that comes on
Sway to the pieces of my soul
Sway, sway, sway to this feelingless
Sway to the rhythm of my song
Sway, sway, sway to the feeling that comes on
Sway to the pieces of my soul
Sway, sway, sway to this feelingless shit
Sway to the rhythm of my song
Sway, sway, sway to the feeling that comes on
Sway to the pieces of my soul
Sway, sway, sway to this feelingless shit
Baby we could run around through the sound
Let it drive your body right down through the ground
And slow it down (shit)
Baby we can go down when you come round
On the low down (shit)
I don't want no present from a polar bear
Supernova, solar flare
Knocking on the floor but there ain't nobody there
(Shit)
Running round I'm looking crazy (shit)
Lowkey scary, got me weary, still I
Sway to the rhythm of my song
Sway, sway, sway to the feeling that comes on
Sway to the pieces of my soul
Sway, sway, sway to this feelingless shit