Opportunity

A boy with a stronger emotion, has nothing on me, I've got this one
Going round, round, round this sensation I found in my soul
Love as it touches perfection
A balance of truth and correction
Going round, round, round this sensation I found again

Station to station
This sensation
A celebration
I won

Speculation reassures your opinion
To presume you are the answer division
Going round, round, round this sensation I found in my soul
This hated body's persuasion
On any level of the organisation
Going round, round, round this sensation I found again

Station to station
This sensation
A celebration
I won

A stranger in awe of the chaos
In reality he never could save us
Going round, round, round this sensation I found in my soul
Going round, round, round this sensation I found again
Again, again, again, again this sensation
I fucking won



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Victor Blunt, Timothy Allan Burgess, Jonathan Thomas Brookes
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