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Turbulence

Stuck by performance I just stop and stare
My undercover feelings all get bare
Is this the way you usually behave making a sudden gazer a slave
For every known rule you are like a foul
Who made these eyes - false mirrors of your soul?
Is this the way you usually pretend
And How many tricks do you have in hand?
It's unknown at the end

O, I m a jet
And maybe its too late
Cause you're turbulence
That's making me vibrate
How I wish that you
Put your hands in mine
Cause you're remedy
That's making me feel fine
Yeah you're the one that makes me fine

Stuck by performance I just stop and stare
My undercover feelings all get bare
Is this the way you usually aggress
You make a move, that makes me distressed

For every fortress you're like a cannonball
This situation seems go out of control
Is this the way you want me to pretend
You know, that's the thing that I cannot stand
Yeah this I cannot stand

O, I m a jet
And maybe its too late
Cause you're turbulence
That's making me vibrate
How I wish that you
Put your hands in mine
Cause you're remedy
That's making me feel fine
Yeah You're the one that makes me fine

O, I m a jet
And maybe its too late
Cause you're turbulence
That's making me vibrate
How I wish that you
Put your hands in mine
Cause you're remedy
That's making me feel fine
Yeah You're the one that makes me fine...

And maybe its too late
Cause you're turbulence
That's making me vibrate
How I wish that you
Put your hands in mine
Cause you're remedy
That's making me feel fine
Yeah You're the one that makes me fine