So I came to the party confused with the size of your entrance doors and that dirty dusty dancefloor.
Through the smoke I saw two of your spotlights They're like lumiere and bonfire Cutting through the athmosphere Nailing my heart down
What time is it? I don't give a shit.
Oh, these spotlights tearing the athmosphere into pieces breaking my hear down What a cruelty you show to me!
Starting to forget where I am and what's going on Somewhere here I know hidden my lost phone Could it be in the fish tank on your own bar desk Your striking me again with lumiere