Lyrics

No, it was not my fault
If she could see from where I'm standing up
I was in my zone
But she could read my body language
So, then I held my tongue
Found myself a hold to stand in
Air updraft from her lung
Makes a sound and I understand the names
That were in my phone
Girls in tights and boys in tank tops
Same face, still unknown
Can't mistake those eyes for anyone else
Got my fingers crossed
Superstition keeps me insecure
Lost without a cause
It's on my mind and I can't shake it
Ahh ah-ah ah ah
Ahh ah-ah ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah ah ah
Ahh ah-ah ah ah-ah
There are friends I've lost
They disappear in groups of threes
And fours, got my mind made up
Keep my eyes, so I can see for sure
Then I took a pause
Breathe in
Let your brain unfold
It's time to take your shot
Make your move
And I'll move my way
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
No, it was not my fault
If she could see from where I'm standing up
I was in my zone
But she could read my body language
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ahh ah-ah-ah ah
But she could read my body language, uhh
Written by: Charlie Herridge, Oliver Hörner
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