You're out of touch touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch touch Out of time And soul really matters to me me Out of touch touch Shake it up is all that we know

When you touch touch me in that way, I just don't know what to do, love I'm so in love You don't seem to understand me me when I say I'm feeling blu love I can't get you out my mind You send me me pictures I ain't calling crisis You send the pictures If your harp is

Fok julle, fok julle, fok julle naaiers Dj hi-tek will fuck u in da ass Fok julle naaiers, fok julle naaiers (fuck all y'all) Fok julle naaiers, fok julle naaiers Fuck u in da ass, u punk ass white boy Dj hi-tek yo, u can't touch touch me faggot I'll fuck u

So fuck y'all niggas Buck y'all niggas Ain't no way you can touch touch my niggas Try my nigga Die my nigga All y'all niggas, my gats spittin' Is it real like niggas claimin', "stay to this" Let me me answer that question while I'm aiming this

Now it's just me me on you We in the zone now, don't stop You can keep your hands on me, me, touch touch me right there, rock my body I can't keep my hands off you, your body is my party I'm doing this little dance for you You got me me so excited Your body's my party,

Got no self control And I don't mean cigarettes and alcohol 'Cause when it comes to you I can't say no I don't want a taste, I want it all I don't wanna taste, I want it all One little kiss can turn into a thousand One little touch touch and I'm gone When it

Thought I'd been touched Thought I'd been kissed Thought I'd been loved But it was nothing, nothing like this There's nothing in my life I'd say I regret But there's something in your eyes that makes me me forget The times that I believed that love was good

De de de de de de day Save the day Baby when the night starts slipping When the night starts slipping When the night starts slipping away Boy you got my heartbeat skipping When you touch touch me even though The time is ticking away Just tell me me it's not over

Floating upon the quiet hydrogen lakes In this ambrosial merrry-go-round they will gaze Ephemeral life touched by a billion-year-show Separating the poet from the woe A grand oasis in the vastness of gloom Child of dew-spangled cobweb, Mother to the Moon

In this place, filled with empty space Your love holds the key, baby sympathize with me me Before I lost, your touch touch of life and grace I knew that your sweet face could always comfort me me In this place, full of empty space Your soft and tender love will