Theme from Vicarious Bliss (Justice Remix)

Somewhere in the middle of the 45

I saw the cities disappear in the blink of an eye

A little more attention to the shimmering waves

Everything underneath is a giveaway

And even if you said I'd be king for a day

I'd still keep on turning and drive the other way

The holidays are coming and I guess it's no surprise

I have to feed your cat, her name is Cherish with a 'Y'

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

The universe is parallel, we're sitting side by side

Can you smell my apprehension?

Can you taste my rubber pride?

They say the grass is greener on the other side

But maybe it's the sheep who've been telling me lies

I guess I'd call you generous in lending me your eyes

It gives me some impression of my imminent demise

In the bottom of my drink with nowhere left to go

Your shoes look so good, they're almost part of your clothes

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

I'm getting nothing from the message

Nothing from the face

So I listen to the radar and it's starting to race

The images faze me, so I try to deep freeze

They cool down, they cool down, they cool down for me

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face

Somewhere in the middle of the 45

I saw the cities disappear in the blink of an eye

A little more attention to the shimmering waves

Everything underneath is a giveaway

And even if you said I'd be king for a day

I'd still keep on turning and drive the other way

The holidays are coming and I guess it's no surprise

I have to feed your cat, her name is Cherish with a 'Y'

Nothing from the message, nothing from the face