Shortest Straw کے بول

Hold on It passes through me I know the race is on One's pearl One's sunday morning One feeling in my heart Defend your own reflections The strife that fingers on Shout Just come and get it As I seduce the crowd And everywhere I turn The crowd is getting wilder Shut your eyes I'll Stay behind while you Let your body fall back to the ground You're defenseless Trust your senses As you're planting the seed for your own destiny Depend On others' knowledge Tonight that's all that counts More lands To be discovered We draw the shortest straw A lethal combination Inside an empty sphere Go on There are no contenders Come closer, raise your hands And everywhere I turn The crowd is getting wilder