Miike Snow Follow

off and on, the lights in my head flip on and off
down below, the sweat on my hands is not my own
keep it shooting like the principles here
and it's hidden over there, right behind the chair

i tried to beat the devil too many times
i'm in love, she is tragic magic
i wanna listen to my evil eye and pull her down but she won't have it
i wanna know which way to go before it travels on me
but the rabbit jumps back in his hole
and forget that i am just like everybody else

hear me out, the ape and the blade sure fears the dance
hear me out, your sweet little scent just won't wash out
it keeps shooting through me like the principles here
honey, where's the chain? all to get her smile