Teksty: The New Cities. Looks Minus Substance.

I believe when the time comes
I'll get my way
I can say that I'll make sure
They're all blown away, artificial all the way
A shallow sexy type
They'll say looks minus substance

I believe as adrenaline kicks in
I'll be getting ready, drunk with anxiety
I'll be charming to the masses
Looks minus substance

But everytime I watch you
My mind is racing and my breath I loose
And everytime I get to touch you, touch you
Yeah, every single time you get me
Hooked, get me hooked

They believe after all this act
I'm displayed a good look in the eye
Still sells the same
But then if our passion's steel
And no fantasy is real
(They're)
All of no substance

But everytime I watch you
My mind is racing
And my breath I loose
And everytime I get to touch you, touch you
Yeah, every single time you get me
Hooked, you get me hooked