So you’re kneeled down, squinting cowardly and half asleep
You’ve been firing, only barely clipping her little wing
I’m waiting, with a mirror in front of [bad word] dance move
I’m waiting, with a mirror in front of [bad word] dance move
She’s my sister, and she floats like a bird in the canopy
I’m listening, so let’s go, sight locked, grit your teeth
I’m waiting, here I am brilliant, aim at [bad word] dance move
She’s my sister, and she floats like a bird in the canopy
She floats like a bird in the canopy