We're so hung up
Like tiny pictures
Sentimental, remember when
We were hidden, for the ambush
convocation you let your tiger out
Salt, Blood
The territory of any guesser
is everywhere and anywhere
You sign your name in Salt, Blood
You get it back

Let go of everything that you know
Don't hold back what you feel
Too cold I've got your hand tonight
Hand tonight
Hand tonight

Check Check it out
From you to neighbour
We cross the fader, you let your player out
And it depends
On many greater, higher number
Now let that needle bounce
BOUNCE
HUH
It washes over, it's pushing forward
Like ocean arms
And every dancehall
That covered you in song
HUH
You let your tiger out

Let go of everything that you know
Don't hold back what you feel
Too cold I've got your hand tonight
Hand tonight
Hand tonight

(Miaow, miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow)
(Miaow, miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow)

Some kind of sound
Following [bad word] Can be found
And were on
ON ON ON OONN

I've got your hand tonight
Hand tonight
Hand tonight

I've got your hand tonight
Hand tonight
Hand tonight

I've got your hand tonight
Hand tonight
Hand tonight

I've got your hand tonight
Hand tonight
Hand tonight