Revolving Songtext
von Spark
Revolving Songtext
Just turn me round
Wind me up and make me work again
Take out my heart
Wind it up and make it beat again
My battery life is running out
Tech needs a refill there′s no doubt
If you open me up, gave me a clean
You could see just what I mean
I'll be a wind up doll with no place to be
A new kind of piece of machinery
Revolving, revolving, revolving over me
This wind up doll hangs behind my back
Hiding what I′m using for the attack
Get yourself ready, I'm back
Revolving, revolving, revolving look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
Towards you
You won't hear me creeping up on you
Look, I′ll play dead
You won′t see me sneaking my way through
And you won't know I′m under control
Someone else tells me where to go
Pushing my buttons and squeezing my soul
Following directions I don't know
I′ll be a wind up doll with no place to be
A new kind of piece of machinery
Revolving, revolving, revolving over me
This wind up doll hangs behind my back
Hiding what I'm using for the attack
Get yourself ready, I′m back
Revolving, revolving, revolving look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
I'll be a wind up doll with no place to be
A new kind of piece of machinery
Revolving, revolving, revolving over me
This wind up doll hangs behind my back
Hiding what I'm using for the attack
Get yourself ready, I′m back
Revolving, revolving, revolving look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
Wind me up and make me work again
Take out my heart
Wind it up and make it beat again
My battery life is running out
Tech needs a refill there′s no doubt
If you open me up, gave me a clean
You could see just what I mean
I'll be a wind up doll with no place to be
A new kind of piece of machinery
Revolving, revolving, revolving over me
This wind up doll hangs behind my back
Hiding what I′m using for the attack
Get yourself ready, I'm back
Revolving, revolving, revolving look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
Towards you
You won't hear me creeping up on you
Look, I′ll play dead
You won′t see me sneaking my way through
And you won't know I′m under control
Someone else tells me where to go
Pushing my buttons and squeezing my soul
Following directions I don't know
I′ll be a wind up doll with no place to be
A new kind of piece of machinery
Revolving, revolving, revolving over me
This wind up doll hangs behind my back
Hiding what I'm using for the attack
Get yourself ready, I′m back
Revolving, revolving, revolving look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
I'll be a wind up doll with no place to be
A new kind of piece of machinery
Revolving, revolving, revolving over me
This wind up doll hangs behind my back
Hiding what I'm using for the attack
Get yourself ready, I′m back
Revolving, revolving, revolving look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
Revolving, revolving, look for me
Writer(s): Jess Morgan, Patrick Byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
