Talkin'Dirty
Malarians
3:27Say what you want about the different ways I have to make me feel okay But I don't believe Please don't make me a prisoner of my mind So tell me why something's burning inside me again Say why I'm pleased to mind my slave in the dance 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame Say what you want about the kind of friends I must get to spend all my time Or about the noise I make at night And the choices I'm making to dance Don't ask me to weave my life in your hands It's my chance Don't try to block my path in my trail, in my dance 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame I know too many ways to feel okay I know you're prisoner of yourself What kind of people stuck in front of your life The choices making too much noise Don't ask me to weave my life in your hands It's my chance Say why I'm pleased to mind my slave in my dance 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame 'Cause it's the flame