Strange Transmissions (DJ Strobe "Sand Under My Havianas" Bossanova Remix)

I believe, you say

Don't think, we'll stay

Drawn through the ebb

Lost in the flow

Beneath my breath, I confess

My world, loved less

The devil held the proof

For me to know

I could only fight

For the longest while

But with the truth out, baby

I belong to you

I stoop to find

My place, entwined

I took it to the bottom

One more time

I could only fight

For the longest while

But with the truth out, baby

I belong to you

I could trip and I want you to know

That every time I think

That I think I should go

I receive strange transmissions

I could trip and I want you to know

That every time I think

That I think I should go

I receive strange transmissions

I could only fight

For the longest while

But with the truth out, baby

I belong to you

I could trip and I want you to know

That every time I think

That I think I should go

I receive strange transmissions

I could trip and I want you to know

Every time I think

That I think I should go

I receive strange transmissions