Ostensibly

Keep forgetting what you tell me
Need to bend that thrill in our knees
Get in touch
Rub it off
Got no guts
Ostensibly

Keep forgetting we're moving on
Feel in bursts where we belong
Keep the touch
Not enough
Got no guts
Does it even feel wrong?

Get ahead, get ahead
Get it on, take it back
Every time that we move
What will stay intact?

Was bewildered at the scene
Dancing people in the streets
Crave the touch
Not enough
Got no guts
does it even feel...

Does it even feel wrong?

Get ahead, get ahead
Get it on, take it back
Every time that we move
What will stay intact?



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Sommer, Martin Deppe, Maxim Kirillov, Mitch Wenrich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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