[bad word] around feel the sound
Oh you make heart pound
Fill me up bring me down
When I hear your sound

I’ve got pressure; I’m in deep
Seems every body wants something from me
I was a lover but now a thief
I’ll take your breath away and set you free
I can’t think; I can’t see
They’re taking pictures; Want to see me freeze
I can’t stop; I’m on top
And everybody likes a view from up above

So much pressure
So much heat
So much hustle
They want me [bad word] around feel the sound
Oh you make heart pound
Fill me up bring me down
When I hear your sound