Tonight

I'm broadcasting

A feeling

It doesn't belong to me

For tomorrow

I am forecasting

An addiction

It will soon be mine

In trance

I'm suffering

To stay upon the lake

Of my imagination

Cool

When the sun burns

Through the rest of your dying skin

I
I come and get you
I come and get you
I come and get you

I
I come and get you
I come and get you
I come and get you

I
I come and get you
I come and get you
I come and get you