he's living in my ears and he hits the drum
he's living in my ears and he hits the drum
he's living in my ears and he hits the drum
he plays the same rhythm on repeat
he plays the same rhythm on repeat
jab jab his leather gloves
tripping over jelly knees
my boxer wraps his wrists so tight
he won't tire in the fire
my boxer my defense machine
he snaps like this so don't mess with me
watch out! he'll take me to the finals
i'm the film - he's the subtitles
do you mind if we don't hold hands?
he's living in my ears and he hits the drum
he's living in my ears and he hits the drum
he needs me like i need this game
he keeps me wide awake he taps the rhythm in my veins