Broken summer, broken summer To us, back to us Pulling on my sweatshirt, looking at your picture 'Cause that broken summer's hanging over me Drowning in the sunshine, and I spend a long time Thinking, girl, you got the best of me Hopping on a flight,

You can touch me with slow hands If my body had a say, I wouldn't turn away Touch, make love, taste you If my body told the truth, baby I would do Just what I want to There's only one thing left for us to do Speed it up, baby, make me sweat Dreamland,

Ladies and gentleman Please rise The king is here I've been doing this for a while Putting in work, traveling miles Counting money by the pile My sounds make your lady smile I've been doing this for years All the blood, the sweat, the tears

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

Fuck it all Hate breeds hate my eyes they have seen A system that feeds their machine with The blood, sweat and money of the poor, poor The decimation of all that is pure, pure Corruption gets rich, honesty just exists 'Cause nobody cares anymore,

Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat Everybody gotta have Flesh - you got me all soakin' wet The day rolls in, the night rolls out Desire rules without a doubt The heart beats fast, you salivate And when you come, it won't be late I guess by

Baby break a sweat Baby break a sweat, break a sweat Don't get tired yet, tired yet Don't get tired yet Keep on doing it, doing it Keep on doing it Alright, alright Can you take me places I've never been

I was born to beg for you I'd cry, crawl I'd do it all Teakettle love, I'd do anything Crushed on the train We'd stand by the window Sweat through the hard parts of June We hugged it out and ducked it on purpose Nothing else I needed to do

And the earth begins to shake A cacophony of roaring Anxiety growing Cheers to leaving this mortal life behind Sweat begins its downpour A riot we stand for The blackout foreshadows the chaos So raise your voices with me

Elle aime les bad boys Elle porte un sweat à capuche grise Des piercings, une jupe trop courte Une douleur dans son cœur aussi Elle déteste que son frère soit scout C'étaient des bad boys Pour plaire aux bad boys Avec les bad boys