Moshpit - Lissi Dancefloor Disaster

I was standing in a moshpit

I was thinking about you

And everything started to move

Love's more or less

Morning since I got this mess

And it picked through my heart

Out checking again now

Sourthern b**ch to my count now

Future looking bad bad bad

I close my eyes and open in

To be or not to be a man

I'm catching a fever

I'm such a receiver

The computer in my mind

I'm feeling like a car crash

Something move then relax

Can you hear my heart