Fake Love

My head is spinning in a dark room
 You caught me staring at the ceiling
 This is the setting of the seasons
 I'll use the cross-eyed thoughts to
 Excuse myself, amuse myself
 And lose myself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where my heart's been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 I'm falling down your stairwell
 Eyes are closing if you can't tell
 Me the rhyme in all your reasons
 'Cause it's the setting of the seasons
 So excuse yourself, amuse yourself
 And lose yourself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where your hearts been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 It's in the bedroom, in the basement
 From your head down to your heart
 Every flame that you spark
 In the light and in the dark
 Makes a mark that they see
 No impossibility, it's the air that we breathe
 And the thoughts that we think
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 
 My head is spinning in a dark room
 You caught me staring at the ceiling
 This is the setting of the seasons
 I'll use the cross-eyed thoughts to
 Excuse myself, amuse myself
 And lose myself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where my heart's been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 I'm falling down your stairwell
 Eyes are closing if you can't tell
 Me the rhyme in all your reasons
 'Cause it's the setting of the seasons
 So excuse yourself, amuse yourself
 And lose yourself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where your hearts been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 It's in the bedroom, in the basement
 From your head down to your heart
 Every flame that you spark
 In the light and in the dark
 Makes a mark that they see
 No impossibility, it's the air that we breathe
 And the thoughts that we think
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 
 My head is spinning in a dark room
 You caught me staring at the ceiling
 This is the setting of the seasons
 I'll use the cross-eyed thoughts to
 Excuse myself, amuse myself
 And lose myself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where my heart's been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 I'm falling down your stairwell
 Eyes are closing if you can't tell
 Me the rhyme in all your reasons
 'Cause it's the setting of the seasons
 So excuse yourself, amuse yourself
 And lose yourself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where your hearts been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 It's in the bedroom, in the basement
 From your head down to your heart
 Every flame that you spark
 In the light and in the dark
 Makes a mark that they see
 No impossibility, it's the air that we breathe
 And the thoughts that we think
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 
 My head is spinning in a dark room
 You caught me staring at the ceiling
 This is the setting of the seasons
 I'll use the cross-eyed thoughts to
 Excuse myself, amuse myself
 And lose myself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where my heart's been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 I'm falling down your stairwell
 Eyes are closing if you can't tell
 Me the rhyme in all your reasons
 'Cause it's the setting of the seasons
 So excuse yourself, amuse yourself
 And lose yourself until we come back down
 To prove that hell is where your hearts been
 Run in circles 'til we come back down
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 It's in the bedroom, in the basement
 From your head down to your heart
 Every flame that you spark
 In the light and in the dark
 Makes a mark that they see
 No impossibility, it's the air that we breathe
 And the thoughts that we think
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 Tonight we're slaving to another beat
 Come on, baby, take a back seat
 Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation
 Makes one hell of a collaboration
 ♪
 (Collaboration)
 Makes one hell of a collaboration