Back Beat Songtext
von Callum Easter

I′m getting high and counting my blessings
I look around see who's missing
She got those eyes that want to love me
We share the fire in the belly

Dealing wired like a sinner
I′m looking tired in the mirror
All wrapped up in no tomorrow
A man for hire, feeling stitched up


Tired of making love to the backbeat
Tired of wearing your heart on my sleeve
Tired of making love to the backbeat
But never tired of making love

Yeah

I got the fire, still got the hustle
I got ideas I want to follow
But I don't trust the eyes on the tv
I can mess my rules to touch me

Tired of making love to the backbeat
Tired of wearing your heart on my sleeve
Tired of making love to the backbeat
But never tired of making love

Come here