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
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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
Again, again, again, again this sensation
I fucking won
Writer(s): Martin Victor Blunt, Timothy Allan Burgess, Jonathan Thomas Brookes
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