Text: Chase and Status. No More Idols. Blind Faith.

Sweet sensation

I am a man with a heavy heart
And I dent onto the pages
Writing with automatic self destruction
I-

It's a blind faith
A cruel waste
One bitter taste
So I know why I need this sweet sensation

Sweet sensation
The music that we play
Will ease your mind

What is a man now to do with his mind
When it's working over time
The best I can do is now dance with the devil
I -
Keep myself safe
I will wait
This time and space
So I know why I need this sweet sensation

Sweet sensation
The music that we play
Will ease your mind

I am a man with a heavy heart
I am a man with a heavy hole

It's a blind faith
A cruel waste
One bitter taste
So I know why I need this sweet sensation

Sweet sensation
The music that we play
Will ease your mind

I am a man with a heavy heart
I am a man with a heavy hole

It's a blind faith
A cruel waste
One bitter taste
So I know why I need this sweet sensation