I know when I'm wanted
But you don't know that I do
It feels supersonic
To be wanted by someone who knows me well
This new information
Leaves me something to do
(Or not)
This whole situation
Keeps realizing all my visualizations
New information becomes
Blue innuendo again
Hysterical metro I go
Whispering echoes
I know I know
I know when I'm wanted
But you don't know that I do
It feels supersonic
To be wanted by someone who knows me well
This new information
Leaves me something to do
(Or not)
This whole situation
Keeps realizing all my visualizations
I know when I'm wanted
But you don't know that I do
It feels supersonic
To be wanted by someone who knows me well