Lyrics in Missing's Boutique

machine

by the hand of god made clean

DANCE FLOOR, CHA CHA CHA

SALSA, RUMBA

TANGO, MAMBO

BOLERO MUY PICANTE

SPACE TIME, GRAVITY, CHAMPAGNE

REALITY

MOVE TO THE BEAT OF THE

TRANSCENDENTAL CHA CHA CHA

"Where did we all go wrong?"

YOURE ALL I CAN THINK OF, EVERY DROP I DRINK UP

YOURE MY SODA POP, MY LITTLE SODA POP

Unaru ze
Chidorotsuitatte mamoritai
Kakumei douchuu datte kimi ni muchuu
Kurayami shimikon sekai de mitsuketa
Senchimentaru na koi

Everywhere I go, bitches always know That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch)
Everywhere I go, bitches always know That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show

HARD UP, SO HUNT ME DOWN (down, down)

JUMP THE GUN BUST A CAP HIT THE CROWD

Sing to me, I am not doing well

Getting tired of my own words

Sing to me 'cause I can't hear myself

Through the loudness of my own hurts

Call me selfish when I say this, say this

I'm kinda helpless, and I need you

Sing to me 'cause I'm not doing well

Your time will come, if you wait for it, if you wait for it

Its hard, believe me, ive tried

But i wont wait much longer, cuz these walls theyre crashing down