Apollo

I TRAMPLE ON MY THOUGHTS

THEY ALL HAVE FALLEN

MY HEART IS READY FOR A REVOLUTION

CHIPS OF INNOCENCE ARE FLYING AROUND LIKE BUTTERFLIES

I’M NOT TIRED ANYMORE

I’M TOO AWAKE TO SLEEP

I LOVE THE SMELL OF AIR

IT DOESN’T MATTER WHO I AM

JUST LOOK AT THE CHILDHOOD IN MY MOVES

FOR THE LIGHTYEARS TO COME

ALL BAD WILL TURN GOOD

WHEN YOU ASK ME TO DANCE

WE ALL ARE BEGINNERS

WE’LL DIE BEGINNING

OUR SUPERNOVA HEARTS

ARE ALWAYS BURNING

LEADING THE WAY

I’M NOT TIRED ANYMORE

I’M TOO AWAKE TO SLEEP

AN INSTANT LOST IN TIME

IT DOESN’T MATTER WHO I AM

JUST LOOK AT THE CHILDHOOD IN MY MOVES

FOR THE LIGHTYEARS TO COME

ALL BAD WILL TURN GOOD

WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE CHILDHOOD IN MY MOVES

FOR THE LIGHTYEARS TO COME

ALL BAD WILL TURN GOOD

WHEN YOU ASK ME TO DANCE