burn the message break the prophet on the wheel time s a currency make a choice and trade or steal eleven digit conjure up a major flood love is liquid what has been can leave me not chorus i m not asking you to give i want you to take a moment of truth fountain of youth princess of elegance i m not asking you to give i want you to take your grace and your voice weapons of choice mistress of innocence like to touch fluffy things distort the message tie a poet to the wheel if you lose your asset make a choice and trick or steal seven digit conjure up a major fire love to lava raze the virtues and the lies chorus on the floor from behind on the balcony full frontal in the grass into your face like summer rain on my floor from behind on the balcony full frontal on the street back on our feet drunk with passion
['dark electro', 'futurepop', 'neo-synthpop']