Apollo
You can't take away
The feeling written on my arm
You'll probably call it a waste
You probably call it art.
And now i've something to say
Whether it's wrong or right
To look towards the light, the light, the light, the light.
Light it up light it up light up
Turn it down turn it down turn it down
Light it up light it up light up
It's already been razed to the ground.
And now i've something to say
Whether it's wrong or right
To look towards the light, the light, the light, the light.
Neptune's love's now for his queen
Taste the salt in the air of the sea.
Is this love?
Or a new disease?
Or is this a kind of action?
Or is this jelousy?
Yeah.
Woah yeah.